Tuesday, July 27, 2010


Stoner-eyed waitress: "Having a valium before work is amazing."

Jealous-eyed waitress: "Yeah."

Monday, July 19, 2010

conversations between two waitresses

"So I sold the last loaf of casalinga to this man today and from the corner of my eye I could see a woman in the queue watching what I was doing. When I served her next and she asked me 'Have you got any more loaves of casalinga?' and I answered 'No' in the most deadpan way I could. I felt so satisfied when I could see how disappointed she was."

"Girlfriend. That's the best story I've heard all day."

chocolate sauce.

Today we used the chocolate sauce to write obscenities on the bench.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

sour dough

"Is the sourdough baguette made from sourdough?"

Some days all I want is a BB gun.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Crotch - Face

Our cafe is so small that sometimes you have to put your crotch in people's faces when you're weasling past them to clear a nearby table.

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Sunday, July 4, 2010


The word 'carnal' got said a lot today. It all started when Claire showed us a poem that a boy had written for her. I'm not allowed to put the poem in the blog, because it's a bit too X-rated, but all you really need to know is that the last word was 'carnal'. Boys are so silly. If a boy wrote me a poem with that word in it I think I would projectile vomit over him and then go into a mild coma as a coping mechanism.

Weird little man.

Today the weird little man came into our cafe. He sat on Table 10 drinking his flat white in his weird little way. He looks something like this:
As you can see, he has short man syndrome and his head is too big for his body and he is sexually frustrated. His eyes don't look anything like that though. They're beady and squirmy looking.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

The boy.

I have recently been dating a boy who works in a shop next door to our cafe.

He comes in all the time and this concerns me ... Is he coming in because he wants to see me, or because he wants free baked goods?