So just got back from Starbucks and the barista made a comment or two about what a great day he was having. As if it was a much happier day than normal.

So I ask, as sometimes I do, if he was high, and I pretend to look into his eyes. (not hard to do, all these Orange County boys are lovely)

and he says…”that’s the fourth time today someone has asked me that…just cause I have a lazy eye, doesn't mean I’m high.”

And I’m all backtracking now, I’m like, “no No No, I asked if you were high because you were exceptionally easy going…I didn’t even notice about the eye. Looks fine to me.”  and it did.  Also, not lazy was his gorgeous jaw line.

And he just smiles and we joke some more and he goes. “That’ll be $4.20.”  Which is always the price of any specialty Grande anything in LA and probably the real reason why I don’t get a Tall or Venti.