Who Am I?

Who Am I?

Whenever I go to Starbucks I see the people sitting there with their laptops typing away with their coffee in their hands.  They all seem like they are doing very important things, closing deals, winning accounts, making money…all while drinking their tall soy latte, extra whip.  I often look at them with a little envy.  It seems like it would be fun to be that person for a while.  To have the time to sit, sip and type.  It almost seems relaxing.  Do you think I would pass as a Starbucks wi-fi person, or would everyone know that I wasn’t making money or closing deals, I was really just passing the time on Facebook?

One of my favorite restaurants is, lucky for me, walking distance from my house.  When we go there they seat us at the booths in the back of the restaurant, so we have to pass the bar.  There I see all the ladies sitting there laughing, talking and having a good time.  I sometimes wish I was that person, the girl who had lots of girlfriends who met at the local bar to hang out and have a drink before dinner.  I know that could sound terrible, but they always look like they are having such a fun time.  I really don’t think I could pass as that girl.  First of all I don’t know what to order, and second of all I really don’t hold my alcohol very well, so I would be the obnoxious loud girl that everyone is annoyed with.  Just ask Lola, she has had first had experience.

So, if I am not the important Starbucks deal maker, and I am not the fun bar girl, who am I?  It is silly to think about.  Who would you want to be if you could pick?