The people from the other side of the tracks

Sometimes we serve the crazies and sometimes we serve the rich and famous (or the crazies with money).

On Tuesday I had back to back to back celebrities in my store.

There was a big convention across the street with about 10 big musical acts. The artists were kept a secret, but being a barista, I eventually found someone willing to tell me who was playing. Our store and the hotel next door were crawling with celebrities. Let me tell you about my 5 minutes that were saturated with celebrity sightings.

First, man came in who was obviously a rock star, with his long hair and tattoos. I made him his cappuccino and sent him on his way. I didn't know who he was, but after he left the shop, people were freaking out. He was lead singer of Slayer.

Less than 2 minutes later a familiar looking, very attractive man came in. I didn't find out until later that he was a member of the band Collective Soul. As I was handing him his 3 shots of espresso, I looked over his shoulder and saw our 3 new rookie NBA players walk by outside. He walks away and I hear a customer ask how to get to Target. I look over and see one of the winners of America's Next Top Model. She ordered chai tea and as she was waiting she checked out the basketball players who were speaking with fans outside the hotel. She didn't know who they were. I filled her in on their names and told her a little bit about them. Because I shared some info with her I got up the courage to ask her if she was indeed America's Next Top Model. She confirmed my suspicions and we chatted for a minute before she left to seek out the basketball players.

Maybe next week I'll open the newspaper to page six and see the model and the athlete looking cozy as they walk out of some LA restaurant. On second thought, I don't know if I even care to investigate. (Ok maybe I care a little.)