Friday, December 30, 2005

Another Bebo Update

Here's an update...

He still gives me a free mocha whenever he's the one to ring me up. But it hasn't been as frequent. Before, it was like four out of five times. Now it's the other way around. No, not five out of four times. Just once a week. Before this week, I didn't really see him much. I dunno. Maybe it was because of the holiday hours and we were thrown off our usual timing schedule. We went back to regular schedule this week.

On Monday, Tracy (that's my boss) and I stopped at GJ on the way back from the money drop. I saw him coming in and I mentioned this to her. After all, she's the one who thinks he may have ulterior motives. Hehe... for Christmas she gave me a GJ gift card. On the gift tag, she wrote, "good luck with your secret crush." Now was her chance to "check him out and see if he's okay for me." She didn't think he was him, but I assured her he was. After all, wouldn't I know what my guy looked like? Her declaration? "He's cute." Anyway, by the time he got there, I already ordered, paid, and was waiting for my drink. But he did wave at me on his way in.

Yesterday I did get my free drink. Hehe... I have a new regular drink... he just doesn't know it yet. Instead of a white mocha, I get the regular. I asked for the regular mocha, but he still gave me a white chocolate mocha. I didn't bother to correct him. After all, I don't want to confuse him and have to retrain him all over again. He didn't even let me pull my money out of my pocket to pay.

So, today, another worker rang me up for the regular mocha, but he rushed to make it for me. He wouldn't even let her make it. Of course, he made the usual. It's okay. The regular mocha and the white mocha costs the same.

One of these days, I will have to ask him what his name is. Then we can end all this speculation!

Friday, December 23, 2005

Bebo Update

On Friday, the 16th, I went to get my drink. I started my sentence ("regular") and he finished it ("blended white mocha). He bragged to his coworker that he was "psychic." It was very cute and very funny.

So, today, he was there and started waving when he saw me. When I approached the counter, he asked, "the usual?" Hehe... little did he know that the previous days I hadn't been ordering my usual. Since I didn't want to retrain him, I said, yes. After all, it took me this long to get him trained to what my "usual" drink is. Now that he's properly trained, I don't want to confuse him! It was very cute. While he was making my drink, a line appeared that wasn't there before. He called out to his other workers: "Martha? Jimmy? Help!" Very cute.

Friday, December 16, 2005

On the border

I made a decision regarding Gabriel. After the talk we had (I gave him a ride home after work), I made this decision. No matter how confusing things can be, I drew a line that will not be crossed. Unless he comes to church and gets saved. Then all bets are off!

Monday, December 12, 2005

Still confused

Okay, since the last post, things have continued to be confusing and get more confusing all the time. Nina found out through her classmate (who works at Gloria Jean) that BeBo's name might actually be Jose. BeBo has continued to give me free coffee everytime he rings me up. And if he's there, and someone else rang me up, he makes my drink instead of the person who rang me up. So, yesterday, we went to GJ to get coffee. I paid for Nina's and mine. BeBo rang us up. His boss was there, and I noticed the furtive glance he gave in her direction. Mind you, I did have my wallet in my hand and ready to pay. Yet, he still charged me only for Nina's drink. Someone else made Nina's drink, but he made mine. And he had a name tag hanging on his apron, which read "Johonny" I think. It was hard to see.

Here's an update on Gabriel (the stock boy). He continues to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. Also, he has called me "sweetie" once or twice. Plus, he likes to squeeze my arm/elbow/back of my neck/etc. Can you say confusing?

Now, don't get confused. Jose is the coffee boy who I don't know at all, while Gabriel is the stock boy who I work with on a regular basis.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Bebo has a name!

Hehe... I found out what his name is (or possibly is) through a coworker of his who is a classmate of one of my friends. What is his name? I'm keeping that to myself.

So today, before I went to work, I went to Gloria Jean's to get my daily coffee fix. BeBo was at the cash register. I got up to the register and he says, "Regular blended white mocha?" I didn't hear him at first, so he had to repeat himself. Kinda like yesterday. I had to repeat myself to be heard over the noise. I said yes, and then he said, "It'll be ready to the left." I told Patricia I got another freebie and she said she ought to start sending me for her mochas. Tracy said, "someone must like you." I said, "well, it is the same guy." She said, "You might have a boyfriend by Christmas," and then asked me if I thought he was cute, if he worked in the morning, etc. And then she said, "I should check him out to see if he's okay for you."

Okay, yesterday I got a double whammy! We went to the galleria to drop off the wreath for my assistant manager. While we were there, we had lunch at Red Robin's. After lunch, we went by GJ to see if BeBo was working. He was, so we got in line for coffee. I had my back to the line. All of a sudden, an arm comes around and gives me a hug and peck on the cheek. It was GABRIEL! We talked while we were in line. He gave me two more hugs/pecks before we parted. And today, Gabriel called me "sweetie." What is up with that?

Wednesday, November 30, 2005


That's what I decided to nickname the coffee boy! Actually, it's short for Beanie Boy. First two letters of each name, BeBo. So, if it sounds like I'm talking about a person BeBo not the community Bebo, then it's Beanie Boy. So, BeBo did it again. I got another mocha. He took my order and said it would be ready over there. Hehe. Two in one week. Wow! Two in a row! Patricia said, "See I'm not the only one. I'm proud of you." She was laughing when she said this, of course.

We had a Hingham walk in today. He happened to come in the same time as the District Manager (Erika) and the Loss Prevention Manager (Linda). Linda held the door open for him, he came in, looked at something, went outside and sat on the bench for a long time. Linda told us, he's going to steal your shirts. Point-blank, blunt. So, Patricia stayed on the Petites side of the store and watched for him. He never came back. We also had a good day today. Our target was a little over 2000. When I left, we had 1600 in. And I met my target today. Yay! My target was 1095. I had 1055 before I left. Before my shift ended, I got a 200+ sale, putting me over my target for today. We had a really slow day on Monday. By the time my shift ended, we had around 150 in. We got hit by a lot of returns on Monday. We had a lot of returns today, too, but most of them bought something else in exchange. My target on Monday was really low, like 895. Yeesh. Hmmm I hope I met my target. I'm now held accountable for productivity. Hehe. If I surpass my target by so much, I get a Red Rose (gift card).

Okay, to make this blog even longer... Gabriel quit his other job yesterday. And he was like the top associate for Express. I won't go into details, but I just wanted to say that he quit his other job. Hehe... and he's still confusing me.

Okay, I need to be studying!

Monday, November 28, 2005

Mocha #1

Poor Gabriel got sick the day before Thanksgiving. Once again, I am thoroughly confused. Though, I have to admit, I am enjoying the attentions of the oppposite gender.

Plus, I got a free mocha today! Patricia has told me about the guys at Gloria Jean's giving her a free mocha, but I've never gotten one. I have yet to ask for the punch card. For every ten drinks, you get a free one. How many drinks have I bought? Definitely more than ten! I probably buy about three per week, on an average basis.

So today, when I go to GJ, BeBo (Beanie Boy) was working. I saw him earlier when we went to do the money drop. I think he might've saw me too. Well, he said he'd be right with me cuz he was serving two ladies. When he was done, he took my order (which doesn't change much). He said, "I'll take care of you over there," which is where we pick up our drinks and where they run the credit card sales. So, he gets my drink (which is a blended drink!) and hands it to me. I pull out my debit card and he says, "no, it's okay." I walked away with a huge smile cuz HE was the one who gave me the free drink.

Hehe... Patricia tells me that the owner/manager of GJ treats her employees horribly. Which is why they always give away free drinks. Last time, Patricia turned in a full card which gives her a small drink. But the guy gave her a large instead. She said she'd take whatever size the card gave her, but he said, "whatever." Before, when the guys gave her free drinks, and she'd tell her husband about it. So, one time, her husband asked her, "are those guys still giving you free drinks? You have to take me down there to meet them."

Thursday, November 24, 2005


After reading Matt's blogs about vices... that's what I thought I'd title my entry today. First of all, on Saturday, Nina and I went to Target to get her new cell phone, plus get some food. While we were there, we stumbled upon the Nintendo DS pack with Nintendogs for 149.99. I couldn't resist! My inner child was screaming "buy it buy it!" So I did. I've been wanting one for months now. And I was finally able to get it. It's teal blue! It's not dark blue like the one I wanted, but I'll settle for teal blue. I got a labrador retriever and named him Charlie. I tried to name him Linus (sorry Won) but the name didn't stick. So, I named him Charlie.

And today... my friend Leah and I went to go see the new Harry Potter movie. She wanted to go to the midnight viewing, but my dad would shoot me if I did. Then again, lately I have been coming home late. So far so good. He hasn't come storming in yet. This by far must be one of the better HP movies. It was serious and funny, as Melina said herself. Too bad I didn't have Nina to chat with during the movie. Not like her dad would let her watch it, or not like she knows anything about HP. Lately I've been quite a talker during movies. Where did that come from? When Cedric showed up, I leaned over to Leah and said, "it's always the cute one who dies."

Nitpicks: there's always got to be some nitpicks when a book is turned into a movie.
1) the relationship between Hermione and Krum isn't as big as it is in the book.
2) the ladybug reporter isn't discovered, and that storyline isn't really there
3) at the end of the book, there's a scene with Sirius. I miss that scene

Monday, November 21, 2005


So, I'm more confused than ever. I didn't spend a lot of time in the stock room today. So, Gabriel and I didn't get to say hi until much later than usual. Instead of being busy stocking the floor, I was busy steaming some shirts that were just hung up. When we did say hi, he gave me a soft peck on the cheek. Same as when we said bye. It's like our ritual or something. the other week he didn't consider me saying "hi" as saying "hi." We had to do our "ritual" i guess you could call it. The whole hug/semi-hug + peck on the cheek. But today, he squeezed my arm, my elbow, and my chin. What's up with that? Too bad no one actually reads this, cause I really want to know what's up with that? Come on fellas!

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Yao Yin Hui

Yao = Eav = handsome, elegant
Yin = silver, cash, money, wealth
Hui = favor, benefit, confer kindness

Yao Yin Hui = Linda Eav!
Finally, after 21 years, the mystery of my Chinese name is solved!
So, last year when my uncle said we could be related to Yao Ming, he wasn't pulling my leg. After all, we do share a last name. It's not a very popular last name either. My cousin said it's ranked like 98, where Feng and Chen are like the top two.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Drama, Drama, Drama

Okay, so this upcoming weekend has been preceeded by lots of drama. First of all, the person who I was going with (who shall remain nameless in this blog) bailed out, found a way to go, and then found out she was supposed to work on Sunday but said she'd go to the wedding anyway, and finally called at 9:30 tonight to say she couldn't go after all. My word! Thank God (really I do) that I had a back-up plan. Sigh. Too bad my dad won't let me drive up. I would if I could. I drove to Richmond for Justin's wedding and then to Sacramento so Diane could spend time with her nephews. So I have driven that distance before. I drove the entire way back and forth. I don't know what's more frustrating. On top of that, she said I could not understand what she was going through with her dad being a jerk. Ummm I have stories of my own that I could tell, but I absolutely will not. These are things I have always kept to myself and I probably always will. I know how hard it is to talk about things like that. The only person I've told such things to was my dear cousin Jenny. And my journal. My journal knows every detail that I fail to say. Poor thing of late has been neglected. As has this blog. Then again. I don't think anyone knows I have this nor does anyone read anything I write.

Saturday, October 22, 2005


Okay, so today we went bowling for my birthday. What a big drama that was to begin with. It turns out the reservations I made weren't made at all. The bowling alley we went to didn't even have any lanes for us. They sent us to another one, which happened to be their sister bowling alley. Because of the big mix up however, we did get our two lanes for free. So, we had a good time. Gabriel bowled a turkey (for those who don't know what a turkey is in bowlingese, it's when someone bowls three strikes in a row). One frame, everyone (almost) bowled a strike. FOUR STRIKES IN A ROW! That was crazy.

And here's comes the BIG SIGH. SIGH. Gabriel and I got a lot of time to talk, since we drove from Hollywood to Downey and back (well, plus Eagle Rock to drop off Nina). And during that talk, we talked about certain things. Now I know some of you may have been worried about where things may go from that last conversation I had with him. Well, put your worries to REST. The conversation we had today was a complete 180 from the one we had at work. He is in no way interested in me. Shall I say that again? He ... is not... interested. That's okay. Because I know things would never have worked out anyway. I probably read too much into it. Like I said before, I overanalyze a lot. After today, I know I am not his type. He said so himself in his own way. If you want to know, then ask and then I'll tell you. So, we had a good time today, but the truth of the matter is... he's not interested in me.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

When Did I Stop Being a Barbie & Become Mrs. Potato Head?

When Did I Stop Being a Barbie & Become Mrs. Potato Head?
Learning to Embrace the Woman You've Become
By Mary Piece

What the book says: She's so much more real and full of fun than Barbie ever could be.And she knows how to laugh like only those who have discovered the humor, heart, and wisdome of true womanhood can laugh. Give her room toromp with this hilarious collection of zany, true-life stories by Mary Pierce.

If You love to kick off your shoes and laugh your socks off over the foibles and absurdities of life, this book is for you. Mrs. Potato Head's hormones are out of whack. Her memory is held together by sticky notes. But she's got a sense of humor that just won't quit, and she's learned to accpet and enjoy herself as she is - because God does.

What I say: Awesome book. It's targeted towards older women, but us younger ones can relate too. Plus, it gives us some insight to what is ahead of us and how we can deal with it. When she talks about misplacing reading glases, I can relate even though I don't need reading glasses (yet). However, I do misplace chapsticks all the time. At the moment I have four chapsticks: work locker, home, backpack, purse, pocket... they get around. When she talks about her memory going, I completely relate. At youth camp, I use post-it notes to remind me what times the girls want to get up. I use post-it notes to remind my self of things, yet I still forget them anyway. When she talks about having an empty nest, I will know what my mother will go through when we all fly the coop. When she talks about hormonal wars, I completely understand that. Any woman at any age would! I definitely recommend this book to any woman who wants a good laugh and some inspiration through the tough times.

Next Book:
God Came Near
By Max Lucado

Friday, August 26, 2005

First job

I start my first real job on Monday in the Glendale Galleria. I turned in my job application on Thursday, interviewed the next day, and then on Tuesday I filled out the paperwork. I got my work schedule, and I only work three days next week. I'm only a temp, so I work whenever they need me to work. And if things work out good, I have myself a permanent job. Well, as permanent as permanent can be. Right now, they just need a part-timer, so hopefully that'll be okay. Since I'm still living with my parents, part-time work is okay. But, what happens when I move out? I don't know if that'll be enough money. I may have to get a second job, or a new one period. I'm really nervous about starting work. I've worked before, but never a real job. I baby-sat, worked at school, and worked for my family. But I've never had to worry about doing a good job to keep my job. This time, if I mess up, it means I can lose my job. Of course, before, if I messed up, I could've lost the job I had. But it doesn't seem to weigh as much as this one. Plus, I had to get this job entirely on my own. I didn't have to go through my school or family or someone I know to get this job. What if I can't do it? What if I'm not cut for retail work? After all... what do I know about fashion? My favorite clothes to wear are things that are comfortable... shorts, tank top, flip flops (if it's warm out). What do I know about colors, what's in and what's not, what goes together? How am I going to know the different between blue slate and periwinkle blue? Or sable and tan? I know mroe about books and music than I do about clothes. What if this doesn't work out? I'm out of a job and have to start all over. Maybe the clothing business isn't for me.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Newsboys and Casting Pearls

I got to see Newsboys again. How about that, eh? Thanks to seeing them perform at the Six Flags Hallelujah Jubilee, I became an instant Newsboys fan. Since April, I went to owning only one CD (which I didn't even buy) to owning all but two of their CDs. Actually, the first CD, I found it at the store and remembered Sherisse and Matt had it, so I wanted to get it. It was only a dollar, so my friend said he'd buy it for me, since I bought lunch. Well, the Newsboys concert was awesome. We were out at the Ventura County Fair. Right on the beach front. So, when the sun came down and the wind started blowing, it got really chilly. So, I clapped to keep my hands warm. It was fun. At one point, Peter Furler told even to get on their feet (you know, jumping up and down). Juan looked at our feet, and they were planted firmly on the ground. That was funny. Then, poor Shelley, got to hear me say Pete's words before he did. Not all of them, just some of them. Half of what he said was the same as what he said at Six Flags. He did change it up a little bit. He said "preacher's kids" this time. Last time it was pastor's kids. My favorite was the "every time some cat came and preached about heaven and hell, I'm sure I gave my life to Christ 750 times" big pause "a month." I enjoyed the show. During breakfast, they had a cereal eating contest. Pete went around throwing cereal at the guys, and they tried to catch it in their mouths. On some of them (Phil and Bryan) you could see the cereal bounce off their teeth and make a huge arc over their heads. When it was Dunny's turn, he was playing the drums. Pete threw the cereal at him, but then Dunny got off his drum kit. i was thinking, "is he going to head to the tour bus and eat all the food?" (You have to see the Pennsylvania concert to know what I'm talking about). Instead, Pete got behind the drum kit and started playing. Dunny came around with the cereal box and threw a handful at Pete this time. Jeff threw one too.

And... guess what came in the mail yesterday? My CASTING PEARLS CD. That's the other band that Bry is in. So far my favorite song is "Alright." Probably cuz I've heard it so many times already on KLOVE. I'm still wondering about my Todd Agnew CD. Should've been here last week. Still no sign of it. I hope it didn't get lost in the mail.