Signs of the Times pt. 3- The Art Of Not Being Seen

Another thing I've learned from working at the 'Bucks is this: people say far more about their character and personalities in "customer service" situations than they ever realize. I used to hear the phrase that "character is who you are when no one is watching." Starbucks, McDonalds, the gas station: these places show me that character can just as easily be about who you are when you're oblivious to those watching. The nature of these interactions seems unremarkable. We have a few customers who visit with us and let us get to know them. We've tracked Elsie's cancer treatments- she's appears to in remission, and we get plenty of motherly love from Molly, as well as some beautiful pictures of premature triplets whose grandparents come in all the time. For most people, however, it's a speed game... get in, get their coffee; get out. Because it's kind of impersonal, people tend to be unguarded because they're focused on the next thing coming in their day. So, you see what's really going on in their minds for anywhere from 30 seconds to 3 minutes. That's not much, but over weeks and months of seeing the same person, patterns begin to show up. And casual observers get a front row seat because people aren't really paying attention. If you are petty, angry, kind, patient, caring or dismissive of others, it shows.

As a result, I'm much more aware of 2 important truths for myself: 1. very few people are wholly unmemorable... you leave impressions on almost everyone, and you're a fool not to do that with intentionality. 2. We can have a tendency to minimize the people who serve us, because they don't seriously factor into our lives. I think I'm generally friendly and personable to service personnel, but I'm learning a lot more that it's easy to be nice without actually seeing someone as a person.... embarrassing considering what I believe about God and how He treats us. With all His power and authority, we are not robots or toys to Him. We are loved, treasured, and lavished with grace. Time to start getting to know the guys at the gas station for starters....

Signs of the Times pt. 2- Witches Brew

So, I've started this entry 3 times already, even getting several paragraphs down before getting pulled away for dinner or friends or much needed sleep. Each time, everything was lost- twice because Microsoft decided that Windows should update and spontaneously reboot my laptop, and once because I hit the save button on my blog page and apparently Xanga said, "NO!"

So, here I am on attempt number 4. Maybe I should take a hint, but the last post was for fun. These next few are for reflection, because I realize how much God has used Starbucks to teach my about myself, others, and most importantly Himself. I want to keep them, massage and chew on them to get the most benefit. So, here are a few fun/slightly profound life lessons learned or reinforced from the last half year or so.

First off, we are a nation of addicts- it's just that simple. Our country has a serious love affair with coffee in general and Starbucks in specific. Many of them are delightful addicts, but still... many of our customers are in the store 6 days a week at least, and I've had several shifts where I opened the store at 5:30am and by 11am I'd seen the same person come in 2 and 3 times. People will even get annoyed that we are closed for silly things like sleep and ice storms.

I'm sure it's partly my jaundiced view of coffee overall (it's disgusting... liquid evil, except you'd expect evil to at least seem pleasing), but I sometimes wonder how people can be so consumed with something as trivial as coffee. But of course, I can be so consumed with plenty of other things that I care about and be completely justified (wow... I've gone italics-happy). The problem is my superiority complex has brought me to guilt and self examination and remembering again that God's standards are really the only ones that matter. By God's standard, idolatry is the big problem. That's what all addiction is, no matter how big or small. Sure, I may feel better about my love of Mt. Dew because it tastes better and it's way cheaper... but Paul's challenge was that he would not be mastered by anything. So, now I'm re-evaluating when habits become addictive or idolatrous in other ways... sure was easier when I could just despise coffee nerds.

Signs of the Times

by Jon Moore on Saturday, February 5, 2011 at 9:58pm

Having finished my first six months at Starbucks (first review, first holiday season; etc.), I've been thinking about how many crazy or unique things suddenly are a "normal" part of life. So, A La Jeff Foxworthy, here are a few signs you might be a Starbucks Barista.

1. You hear alarms beeping wherever you go. You can't stop it, even in your sleep.

2. You get up in the dark, go to work in an office surrounded by windows, and never have time to see the sun rise.

3. you have "lunch" at 9:30am.

4. By 11am, it's time for your 2nd shower of the day (during the summer at least).

5. You fear the "ClOpe" (Close at 10:30 one night and Open at 5am the next morning).

6. The phone rings and you have to stop yourself from answering, "Thank you for choosing Starbucks...."

7. You know people more by their drinks than anything else.

8. Your most common phrase during a typical workday is "what size would you like?".

9. You dread serving other Baristas (they love the most complicated drink orders).

10. You smell like coffee all the time.

11. You spend more wash time on aprons than anything else.

and finally

You wear a LOT of black.

A Thousand Things

by Jon Moore on Monday, December 13, 2010 at 9:13pm

We had a beautiful service last Sunday with singer/songwriter Christa Wells aiding us in musical worship, which has me listening to some of her music. One song, “A Thousand Things” reminds us of how in the midst of deep personal pain, there is far more going on in the plans of our almighty, loving God than we can see in our immediate circumstances. We see so little, because we are so limited in our understanding and because our emotions are so raw and overwhelming. Still, God is at work, weaving a web of grace that reaches far beyond our vision, much less our comprehension.
This is a privileged reminder for me right now, as our household is wrestling with difficult challenges. My wife and I are trying to discern where God may lead us after this internship concludes, and at least one possibility leaves us still working jobs that are stressful without being particularly rewarding. Also, our roommates have recently discovered that their hope and plan to go on staff with Campus Crusade must be put on hold for a while. So, both couples are wrestling with God’s sovereignty, goodness, and wisdom.
Christa’s timely musical reminder dovetails well with a series of testimonies I’ve heard about the variety of ways God has brought friends to Christ. God has a way of using the bizarre and mundane to accomplish astonishing results in this world. And of course, the most powerful example of that is the cross. To think heaven’s greatest triumph would come through man’s most horrific actions, the torture and murder of the sinless Son of God… well, let’s just be honest and say it’s not what we would have done. It never would have crossed our minds.
I don’t know everyone else’s troubles, and neither do you. We’re far too preoccupied with our own concerns so often. But the reminders are all around us that we don’t need to be in control of events to have security… nor should we want to be. Our God is far more creative, wise, and effective than any of our pitiful attempts would be.

POSTSCRIPT- If you want to check out Christa's music, you can do so at http://www.christawellsmusic.com/music/ and you can pick up her latest album for free on NoiseTrade.