- And we go back to Sunday, March 7, where, because I was given a Starbucks gift card (man, I forget who I got it from), I stopped by there before going into work. Unlike the last time I visited, their lobby was open, so I got a short mocha and egg bites. I forget how small and, well, "European" those shorts are. That size is almost cute in my American mind. What isn't cute is the parking lot, though; damn, man, they need to fix their potholes. Oh, and I don't like the store's footprint; it dead-ends, and you have to go around the place to both park and hit the drive-thru. Great customer service, but bad placement and horrible landscaping. Charged what the gift card didn't sop up, but I gave at the tip jar: $1.
- Then we go back to Friday the 5th, where, even though I was delayed by one week, I was able to get my shoes shined by Lisa. My left Doc is on its last legs -- or laces. I had to pay her a dollar less than I usually do because I needed the rest of the cash I had on hand to go to the DMV, which ultimately didn't matter (I'll blog post about that later) and I didn't have the right ATM card on hand (should blog post about that some other time). Man, this situation was Seinfeldian. I told Lisa I'll make it up to her next time. Total: $14.
- And back on Saturday, February 27, after coming in to work from the afternoon to the evening to take in some overtime, I decided it was time to visit ******a for a well-needed naked massage. She was great. Massaged with only a bikini top on. Baby steps! Paid her: $80.
Good through March 9.
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