#milkshake mania

[arewehunnanor-blog]

KARMA IS REAL

Yesterday I was with my mother and sister in a Starbucks drive-thru. When we finally got to the window to pay, the barista informed us that the woman in front of us had paid for our drink already. Only hours before, I had read the "Pay-It-Forward" article, which stated that a chain of over 700 people "paid it forward" at a Starbucks in St. Petersburg, Florida. I asked if we could also pay for the person behind us, hoping to continue the chain or begin a new one. I don't know if the person behind us did the same, but I hope/imagine they did. Today I took my sister to a small store called Milkshake Mania. We each ordered a 'maniac'-sized dole whip float (amazing dole pineapple soft-serve in dole pineapple juice), and the total came out to $12... we had only brought $11. Trying to backtrack, I said I would just get a size smaller. However, the barista wouldn't hear of it, and simply took a dollar out of the tip jar to cover the cost. She noticed that we had skateboarded through the 96+ degree heat to get there, and passed on a little kindness. Tomorrow I plan to come back and put $1 back in the tip jar or something. Although these two seemingly small and unrelated incidents don't appear significant, they both hit me hard emotionally. It's nice to know that, with all the horrible things going on recently, people can still show a little kindness. I know from now on I am going to make an effort to be kinder to people as well.

[darlingbroud]

Milkshake Mania ⇉ James&Lina

Lina gave Pooch a treat while she sat in the Holland's kitchen. She watched the dog run excitedly before heading up the stairs to Elizabeth's room. Sighing, she got up and smoothed out her skirt and pushed her hair away from her face. She grabbed her milkshake maker that she brought from home--as most days Elizabeth or even Diana wanted a milkshake and Lina hated making milkshakes in a regular blender. Double checking her appearance Lina exited through the back of the Holland house as she always did. There was nothing else Lina needed to do right then, so she was free to leave. She made her way to the little market on the next street over where she always did her shopping. Lina grabbed a small container of milk, a pint of vanilla ice cream, and a double stuffed as well as a regular package of Oreos. 

Paying for the ingredients Lina put them into her bag and waved goodbye to the cashier as she walked out. While Manhattan was such a big city, most places were easy to get to with a walk or a subway ride. Most people would rather a cab than a subway though, which Lina could understand but traffic was awful most of the time it took longer. She walked to the Crawford residence, which wasn't too far.

As she walked she contemplated how it would seem; her arriving on foot rather than by a car with a driver. Socializing was always something Lina figured would be easier said than done, given her position. Hence why she hardly told people she worked for the Holland's unless, and unless the person frequented the home or directly asked someone in the Holland family, it was not as if they would recognize Lina. When she arrived at the Crawford's, Lina had calmed down and decided to let him think what he would about how she arrived. Knocking on the door, Lina waited for James, or perhaps someone who worked for him and his family, to open the door.