Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Not quite ready for a job at Stumptown

It's hit or miss these days with me when it comes to my cappuccinos. Sometimes the milk is perfect, but the espresso was pulled too long. Or the espresso is good, but the milk is too foamy and doesn't mix as well as it should. Part of me wants to just keep playing and drinking yet the other half knows I can't stand the gitters.

Okay, this just cracks me up. "Gitters." I first heard this word on a podcast by Brian at DoubleShot on our way up to Portland. "He" had been listening to Brian's podcasts for awhile on his daily commutes, however this was my first time and I found it quite funny. Apparently one of Brian's listeners had wrote in to ask about the caffeine issues associated with drinking coffee and how it gave her the "gitters" (pronounced get-hers). He laughed and said, "I assume she means 'jitters.'" Seriously though, gitters is way much more fun to say than jitters. Plus, when I do say it people look at me like, "What the hell is she talking about?!" and really, does it get any funnier than that?! No. I didn't think so. Thus, everytime I drink any caffeinated beverage and get the familiar shaky feeling that comes from having Hypoglycemia and drinking the evil, but well loved stuff I say I have the gitters. What's even better is saying, "Dang, I'm all GITTERY!!"--and do it with a Southern accent as that makes it sublime. Jump around a bit. MEAN IT. Put some feeling into it. Caffeine does that to a person. Get down with your gitters! Become one with them.

Wow. I think I went way too far on that one. Might have even killed it some.

Nah. It's still funny.

Meanwhile I keep on trying to earn my barista badge. Drinking mediocre cappuccinos that I used to think were decent and now just make me sad. I did get one very close recently and I was one happy girl. Then "he" shot me down with a, "It's pretty good."--which is "he" talk for "it's not nearly as good as Stumptown/Thump/Someone who REALLY knows what they're doing." Freakin' perfectionist, I tell ya.

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