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Day Twenty-One

-A baby challenged me to a staring contest. Not only did the baby win, but I did not see the baby blink a single time for the entire three minutes he was at my register. I hope one day to have that resilience. More than that, I hope it wasn’t actually a doll.

-A little girl rolled through with her parents. She had on cat ears, a cat tail, and cat paws, all of which she had taken from the Halloween aisle. She repeatedly told me, “I’m a kitty!” and meowed. This is, without a doubt, the sweetest child on Earth. 

-I handed a woman a coupon for a discounted Starbucks drink. She looked at me, visibly confused and distraught. “How do you hand-craft a beverage?” she asked me. I had no answer for her. “Guess I’d better go find out,” she whispered, mystified, walking towards Starbucks. I hope she found the answers she was looking for.

-The other cashier and I both had only one guest in line. A woman walked down my lane, took a look at me, and decided that she would be done quicker if she went to the other lane. Unfortunately, the guest in the other lane had been there for quite a while and was not leaving any time soon. I rang up four guests before the woman was able to be helped. She made eye contact with me from the next lane and, with a look of deep shame on her face, picked up her items and came to my lane. 

-A woman came through my lane. She had on an unrealistic wig and repeatedly let out a laugh as fake and unsettling as her hair, and she bought nothing but a large amount of makeup. It is now official. The lizard people are among us, and they use debit cards.

-I met a man with the most immaculate mustache I have ever seen. It extended from his face at the ends, and I fully believe that with mustache-wings that pristine, he could take flight at any moment. 

-A mother asked her son who was barely old enough to speak if he would hold her keys. He clutched the keys in his small hand and whispered, “Got it.” This is a man who I would trust with anything.

-A woman in a purple felt jumpsuit and a cape walked in the store and went directly to guest services, then left. All I want in life is to know her story.

-An elderly woman was shocked by the card reader. “Machines that tell you what to do,” she mused. “Who would ever have thought?” I did not have the heart to tell her that I learned the majority of my life skills from WikiHow. I only hope she is better prepared by the time the robot uprising begins. 

-The sweetest little girl in history initiated a game of peekaboo with me. She was so happy to be playing. I teared up as her mother wheeled her away, and immediately began planning a family of at least eighty children because I have never felt happier in my life.

-A woman wore a shirt with the caption “Ain’t No Place I’d Rather Be” within an outline of the state of Tennessee. I could not find it in myself to tell her that, as of seven miles ago, she is no longer in Tennessee. 

-Three transactions in a row rang up at $45.00, $23.23, and $15.15. Today, I am truly blessed.

-A woman told me in great detail of her scheme to purchase $100 of Cards Against Humanity decks without her husband knowing. She has clearly been planning this for a while and I am glad that I was able to be a part of this.

anonymous asked:

Yoongi, 30, 62, 118/119 (Drabble game) Please?

Yoongi, 30 “you’re mine, got it?” + 62 coffee shop+ 118 getting hit on + 119 jealousy

Every time the bell jingles, your gaze automatically wanders to the frosted glass doors, looking for a particular grumpy looking blonde who can’t quite open his eyes fully till he inhales at least two cups of your signature matcha macchiato. Today he’s bundled up warmly with a fleece scarf concealing the lower half of his face, and his windswept hair looks like its been hastily stuffed under a beanie. He joins the end of the line that seems longer today, and although he’s too far away, you can practically hear his grumble of annoyance for every extra minute he has to wait for his caffeine fix.

The line shuffles along painfully slowly until he’s the next customer in line and your tongue is itching to ask him for his number today, your rehearsed pickup line already on the tip of your tongue. You’ll slip it in just after you open the cash register to pick out his change of exactly a dollar and twenty cents, before he thanks you with one of his rare smiles and shuffles away with his hands clasped around your specially crafted beverage.

“Can I have a house special matcha macchiato?” The voice does not come from Yoongi himself, but the orange haired man standing in front of him. Not many know about your specially crafted matcha macchiato, and Yoongi’s the only regular customer who orders it on a daily basis. Startled, you start to reach for a cup to mark his order, but you realise that there’s only a few scoops of matcha powder left in the tub, only enough for one order.

You hesitate and glance in Yoongi’s direction for a second, but he remains so still that you can’t be sure he isn’t asleep on his feet. You return your gaze to the man with sunset coloured hair and taking a deep breath. “I’m sorry sir, that’s not on the menu and we don’t craft special requests during peak hour.”

You brace yourself for a heated reply, but he only shrugs. “Oh damn. Should I come back when it’s off peak then? When do you get off, cutie?”

You can almost feel your cheeks heat up at his unexpected compliment, and you’re floundering for a response, well aware of the complaints coming from the tail end of the line at the holdup.

“Move the fuck on Jimin, some people actually have things to do today,” his timbre voice draws your eyes to him, and he’s glaring at Jimin now, fully awake. 

“Geez grandpa, chill. Vanilla latte please,” Jimin holds up his hands in defense.

You quickly ring up his order and mark it on his cup, secretly relieved. When Yoongi steps forward, you smile at him brightly.

“The usual, Yoongi-ssi?” You glance warily at Jimin, but he’s already heading towards the collection point.

“The usual,” he’s as taciturn as ever, and this morning he gives you exact change instead of the ten dollar note, so you miss your chance to get his number. Disappointment strikes a chord in your heart as you hand him his receipt and the next customer moves on.

“Hey, I’ll do cashier for a while, you look dead on your feet,” your co-worker, Yura tells you as she nudges you aside. You smile at her gratefully and start to head towards the fridge to put together Yoongi’s matcha macchiato.

“Min Yoongi!” You call out as you place his steaming hot drink on the counter, watching him nervously as he shuffles up to collect it. He slides a piece of paper across the counter to you as he claims his drink with his free hand, taking a gulp of it almost immediately.

“Oh, you can keep the receipt, Yoongi-ssi,” you say, starting to slide the piece of paper back towards him when you realise that he’s scribbled something on the other side of the receipt. It’s a series of numbers- his phone number.

Yoongi lowers the cup from his mouth after a long pull of the steaming liquid.

“You’re mine, got it? No one else can have you,” he says, and you assume he’s referring to the beverage, but his eyes are fixed firmly on yours. 

“Are you free later today?”

omg I’m sorry it took this long!!! i’ve finally cleared all my drabble requests and i’m currently working on our anniversary AUs now yay! thank you all for waiting so patiently! 

Admin Sky


Met my wife downtown for her lunch break. She happens to work literally right next door to Karl Strauss Brewery so we ended up there. Haven’t been there in 10 or so years but we sat in practically the same spot we did before. I will say that both the food AND the beer have improved greatly, I ended up getting a Tower 20 IIPA and the big beer burger to go with. All were delicious. We’ll be back for sure. (especially for the special growler fill deals)


Name: Sarah (aka Buddha or King)

Time/Date: 13:00 Tuesday June 30th

Average Hours of sleep: 6, depends on where I am

Last thing I googled: Image search for “hijab”

Birthday: January 30th

Gender: cis woman

Sexual Orientation: straight? Can I be heterosexual while also being biromantic?

height: 5'2"

favorite color: green, possibly blue.

One place that makes me happy: at the Buddhist retreat centre in Oregon, there’s a circle of red shacks called the Mandala Garden. There is a big pole in the middle with prayer flags reaching from the ground. At night, after everyone has gone to bed and the lights are all out, I would go out and stand lined up to the centre pole. The nearest civilisation is 45 minutes away leaving the sky clear enough to show off her Milky belt. Perfect place to do an offering dance before bed.

Favorite movie: Lord of the Rings, Stardust, Pocahontas

Last Book i read: The Lions of Al-Rassan. So good.

Most used phrases: “here,” “fairy muff”, and “ugh, mafan (bu shao) [麻烦 不少]

What i last said to a family member: I love you, bye

Favorite Beverage: craft beer

Fav Food: sushi

Dream Wedding: Outdoors, autumn. Fairy lights, sunset.

Dream Job: something creative that allows me to use my Chinese without having to be in China for longer than a month at a time

Tagging: (no pressure to do this if you don’t want) mythalogies, sehnsuchttraum, ripple11, wiggly-tuff, beedomi, wondycupcake, inquisitortrevelyass, death2normalcy, ismiruna, vieralynn


DIY Painted Mugs – That Won’t Wash Away {Craft}


* Mugs {$1 at Dollar Tree}
* Oil Based Paint Pens
* Scrapbook Stickers
* Oven


1. To do a monogram design you will need a scrapbook stickers. Pick the monogram/design you want and stick it on your mug. I did a “G” for our last name. You will want to make sure it’s in the right place/angle etc.

2. Next you will want to make dots ALL around the scrapbook sticker. Follow the directions on the markers to get the paint going. Do some practice dots on some cardboard before hand. Once ready, start filling in the area around the sticker with dots. Really fill in the area. Add a second color if you like. If you mess up, wipe away with some rubbing alcohol on a q-tip.

3. Once you have the design you want and it’s dry – carefully peel off the scrapbook sticker to reveal your design. Do touchups if you need to.

4. Making sure your area is well ventilated – turn on your oven to 350, set your mugs inside and let them bake for 30 minutes. Once 30 minutes is up, turn off the oven and let the mugs cool down inside. I left it in the oven for a few hours.

5. Then of course, fill and enjoy with your favorite beverage.