I can't think up a good name for this update.

Hello, it’s sunny today. You know when you’re used to rain every day a bit of sun in the morning makes all the difference in the world. Especially on a Monday, because Monday means back to work! If you start your week in a good mood then you’re more likely to help other people be in a good mood, everyone happy and smiling with a cartoon sun in the sky that wears sunglasses (just to look cool, he hasn’t considered it further than that, and won’t, no one tells the sun what to do).

Anyway I was reminded of the importance of the sun and being happy this morning by a little encounter I had. To set this up I’ll have to talk about something I was going to post about but didn’t. So prepare for an enthralling look behind the scenes of sparkthenight, an illicit peek behind the wizards curtain. Ok, more like a tentative rummage through the hobo’s bindle, but nevermind, let’s do this!

There’s this chick (aw yeah, see how I talk about women? alpha male baby!) Ok I’ll start again. Every morning I get a cup of coffee on the way to work, nothing strange about that you say. Well yeah I know, hey a lot of people like coffee it’s not special, stop… stop looking at me like that. Anyway, sometimes I get my coffee at a certain place. Not all the time mind, they have poorly made cups, which can leak, stain and scald and no one wants that in the morning. Maybe some people do, but, if I can be frank, if you’re one of those people I hate you.

There’re a few different girls who work at this place and they are friendly in a kind of here’s your coffee thank you that’ll be all way. That’s great; it’s all I want in the morning. Also, and I’m sorry, one of them has got one of the greatest asses I’ve ever seen, I mean seriously it’s like damn yo (cool hand gesture of some sort) that shit be defying gravity and et cetera.

So, one of the coffee shop girls isn’t nice and friendly like the others. I’d approach the counter, she’d be sitting reading a book, glance at me wearily and slowly approach the counter, “One cup of coffee please” I would say cheerily, I was extra cheery because she seemed so down. She would turn, get the coffee, turn to the register, turn back for the money, all while never making any sort of eye contact with me, not even a cursory look! “Thank you” I’d say to which she would grunt (seriously, how often do people grunt responses in reality?) and that would be that.

“You fucking moron” you are now no doubt screaming in incoherent rage at your monitor “Stop wasting my time with this nonsense, Jesus!” Well ok I’m getting to the point, well the end. Also, Shane will be fine (heh).

So this carried on for several weeks, I would be super cheery, she would be sullen. I made up a whole story in my head about she had some PHD in super important studies of the future and was forced to work a shitty job where annoying guys act really chirpy to piss her off. For all I know that stories’ true. Incidentally I don’t mean to sound like I was crazy obsessed over this girl, this was at most one minute in my day maybe twice a week. However, she was nothing but a morsel in my psychic spiderweb of cunning, be sure of that.

Then one day, after I ordered my coffee and was fumbling in my wallet, she says to me “you know”, like “you know how much it is” and looked at me. In the brief moment our eyes were locked one thing was clear, she knew my game, and she wasn’t having none of it.

So that was it! Yeah sorry folks but there’s not much more to say, I figured it wasn’t interesting enough to warrant talking about, just one of those little things that can make the boring parts of life fun (it’s called the power of your imagination). I kind of stopped getting coffee there recently for whatever reason.

Wait! Until today, oh yeah that’s what I was saying at the start, about feeling good on a Monday! Oh, and it was the first time for weeks. Yeah so let’s go.

Today when I got my coffee it was different, no more was she sullen, she smiled! She actually asked “what would you like”. She seemed slightly taken aback when I said coffee, more like nonplussed, in fact I had a feeling she thought I was someone else. It was a little bit weird to be honest.

Anyway so she gives me the coffee and she’s smiling at me and I’m smiling back (like quick little smiles, we weren’t making moon eyes or anything), and it was like something happened but I wasn’t sure what?

I think she saw I looked confused so she starts saying, “it’s Monday, it’s the start of the week, it’s important to be happy on a Monday” (that of course is only basically what she said, I don’t listen to people very well, it’s the gist)

“Cool” I replied “that’s a great philosophy”

She seemed happy with this answer and, with a few more smiles, I departed. Then the coffee cup burst all over my shirt.

Haha, that didn’t really happen it was just a punchline. No what happened was I was struck by how much better I felt because of that little exchange. Also the whole situation is a bit weird and funny. Thank you coffee shop girl, and thank you whatever caused her to be happy today. I’m going to assume it was you The Sun so thank you, you’re temporarily off my enemies list.

Also also also, one final thing, she was being kind of flirty now that I think about it. Hmmm, interesting, we shall see, yes yes, (steeples fingers, face become cloaked in shadow).