Confessions of “Coffee Girl”

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That link is almost laughable to me. I literally just ranted to an efriend via e-mail yesterday about people who approach celebrities in the “OMG DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE?!” manner. True, I tried to get @johncmayer‘s attention yesterday on Twitter because I was remembering a story a friend told me. When his brother first got into the music industry, he had a now-celebrity come home with him for one reason or another. That person slept on the family’s couch & their father decided that the now-celebrity was going to help them clean out the garage the next day. I’m fairly certain that it was John Mayer, but I wanted to confirm. [If you’re wondering, I never did get a response. And yes, I’ll ask our friend next time we see him.]

The e-mail that I wrote pointed out that in high school, I worked at a mall across from a concert venue. Bands like MXPX, Yellowcard, & Dashboard Confessional played there. In fact, if you look at the photos on Dashboard’s disc insert for A Mark, A Mission, A Brand, A Scar, one was taken just outside of the parking lot I parked in every day for two years. I tried to find it online, but I could only take so many pages of the exact. same. image. before I wanted to pull my hair out.

I have a few autographs that I collected while working that mall. I have a signed drum stick that I got from Longineu Parsons, Yellowcard’s drummer. I have a wealth of memories that include spending time talking with each of the members of YC during a concert. They are probably some of the nicest guys that I’ve ever met. They would never remember me if I were to meet them again but they’re how I was, once upon a time, dubbed “Coffee Girl.” Long story short, I was working at a Starbucks, the girl who was in the store had to leave because she was hyperventilating [apparently Yellowcard was her favorite band] & they decided to leave a few things signed for her. They were so ridiculously nice about the whole situation that I bought their drinks for them. I wasn’t even planning on going to the show that night, but I did & when Sean, the violinist saw me, he thanked me on stage.

I’m going to be very honest here. Had that particular girl not been working with me that day, I wouldn’t have known those guys from Average Joe. [I actually would have known Joe Millionaire, though. He’s from Virginia Beach.] Very nice guys, we had a chat after their set, hung out a bit, etc. I won’t ever forget what Sean said to me during that chat by their merchandise booth. He thanked me for treating him like a normal person. I guess even when you’re not the world’s biggest pop star, people freak out when they meet you. I told him that, super cool job aside, he was & is a normal person. I just don’t get it. Celebrities are people, too. They’ve got a much better job than I do but what is it besides that, that isn’t normal about them? Why do people get all freaked out about meeting them? Yes, I was a little star struck when I met Chase Utley [stupidest comment ever out of my mouth & I’m not telling, either]. Thanks to that job in Virginia, I’ve met a handful of celebrities & Chase was the only one I was nervous about talking with. Figure that one out & I might give you a cookie.

In the words of OMGRYANSEACREST! – Coffee Girl out.

One Reply to “Confessions of “Coffee Girl””

  1. I kind of wish I worked at Starbucks. Coffee = Heaven.Sounds like fun times were had. John Mayer is still a diock. (Misspelled on purpose.)

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