Starbucks girl

The Starbucks people recognize me when I come in. No, I do not go there every day. No, they do not know my order by heart - I mix it up to confuse them. Sometimes I get a non-fat caramel macchiato. Sometimes a non-fat peppermint latte. Sometimes a skinny hazelnut latte. Sometimes a hot tea. Always non-fat. Always no whip. Never anything chocolate - does anyone else dislike their chocolate?

Anyways, that was totally not the point of this post. There is this girl that is usually making the drinks in the morning who is completely familiar to me. I am guessing that I actually went to high school with her, but I have no clue what her name is or if she just has a familiar face.

A normal person probably would have either looked in their old year book or simply asked the girl what her name was. But a) I am not normal and b) my yearbooks are buried underneath other old, meaningless stuff.

Nope. Instead, I just thank her for my drink and wonder each time why she looks so familiar.