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Aussie invasion (inane)

I’m at a Starbucks near the Ferry Building in SF, trying to study for a test that’s in two hours.

When I ordered my drink the barista gave me a meaningful look, leaned forward, and whispered, “you’re the only non-Australian I’ve served in an hour.”

Now I’m distracted by the fact that everyone here does seem to be Australian, judging by the accents.


All these white people have better tans than me.

(Yeah, I get that they’re traveling during their winter, I end up feeling sorry for them because it actually is often cold and foggy here in July. It’s nice today, though.)

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