Signs of the Times pt. 4- Alone In A Crowd (Not Exactly)

The coffee alarm goes off either every 7 minutes, every 2 hrs. for the milk carafes; same for the sanitizer. The oven timers go off to let you know food is done, and the headset beeps every time someone comes to the drive-through speaker. It's no wonder you hear beeping in your sleep- rather annoying since my alarm clock is a beeper too, so I sometimes wake up thinking I'm oversleeping. Anyway, this is kind of a starting point to a Starbucks morning rush.Now, then, let's get crazy. On a busy morning, we can average about 50-70 transactions each half hour (between both the cafe and drive-through). So you've got about 2 orders coming in every minute, which means there is a constant stream of chatter on the drive-through headsets, a constant call of orders back and forth across the store, calls for support, greeting and conversing with customers; etc. plus the background noise and the store's musical playlist providing the soundtrack. What's it like working at Starbucks? Noisy!

I bring all this up because of a simple issue it reveals... I'm an introvert. I'm borderline, so I'm still plenty social in nature, but people interaction is a draining exercise over time. The best kinds are with individuals or small groups where you can really connect with people. Big crowds aren't my thing in general. In addition, I'm at my best in single focus mode, but I do a multi-tasking job. Starbucks does an excellent job of breaking things down into repeatable routines so that it becomes habitual, but you're still managing customer orders and interaction, making coffee, cleaning, and prep work. It has really challenged my ability to stay focused, and whatever success there has been is a testimony to God's calming touch on my frantic mind. But it's also clarified a few things for me.

1. I really AM wired for pastoral work... specifically the relational side of things. Seeing all these people without being able to connect very deeply is exhausting in a way I can't quite express. But it confirms that God really did design me for my calling (Makes Jeremiah 1:5-7 pop out a little more)

2. Getting to know and sharing Christ with co-workers is a much more challenging process than I could have imagined. There simply isn't much time to talk to each other about anything but the thing that needs making or cleaning or stocking; etc. That means finding time to get to know them better outside the store... tough since a lot of them drink heavily for their fun time outlets.

3. Because I get relationally worn down, I tend to want to retreat to a corner of the house with a book, a movie, or just a plain old blanket and pillow. The more stressful work is, the more I want to hide out.

You can see the growing problem here... knowing how and when to walk the tightrope between 2 types of desires and 2 types of needs. I know I've been far to content to listen to the voice screaming "Rest!" (sometimes it's right), but as a manager pointed out July a my fulfilled promise of 1 year's labor is fast approaching. I don't want to look back and see that God opened a bunch of doors and I stared at them politely, then walked away. This is probably my biggest struggle right now... finding the balance.

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.

20 Things to know about the Fox-Moore Fortress

Things to know about living in the Fox-Moore Fortress

1. After each meal, it is commonplace to offer the suggestion of "I think this needed more garlic/bacon."
2. There is a strict no-talking through closed bedroom doors rule.
3. Gandolf loves having more space to run around in. In fact he just loves to run... up and down the hallway at full speed. Beware flying cats.
4. We have 3 toilets in the house. That's a safe number for us.
5. The phrase "I apologize for my _______________" is used an average of 18.3 times per day.
6. Always leave the house walking backwards. It's not a superstitious thing, it's a 'Gandolf loves to run outside' thing.
7. We go through a gallon of Orange Juice every 3 days or so.
8. One of the benefits to this arrangement is that the size of our libraries has doubled. Bibliophiles rejoice.
9. Disney tunes are likely to be heard during dish washing times. Join in if you know the words.
10. Household chores are spread out over 4 people, 4x the help, 4x the procrastination.
11. Waffles are on Tuesday nights. Dress is super casual, shoes are optional, waffles flavors vary from week to week.
12. For simple marital miscommunications, an interpreter is usually available upon request.
13. If you desire to enter the house, you'll likely be asked if you're an axe murderer. If you're not, come on in!
14. Don't be put off by the sound of a loud, high pitched, squeal/sneezy-sounding hiccup.... It's normal...for Telly.
15. Netflix + Wii = happy roommates
16. Brandi likes green bananas. Telly likes ones yellow ones with brown spots. Together, all bananas are acceptable.
17. The "baby bump" room refers to the guest room. Don't be alarmed, no human in the house is expecting. But the pink of the walls plus the curious bump around the waist-line of the room has the tabloids going.
18. When we scouted the house, the smallest bedroom was going to be an office, with the sewing stuff stored in there. Then it became the office/sewing room. Now fabric scraps are littered everywhere, the closet is full of projects, and the men usually just poke their heads inside.
19. For your convenience, an eye poking device is located in the living room. In case of emergency, break glass.
20. Books are organized by genre in different rooms. Poetry is in the Fox's room. For kid's literature and coffee table books, stick to the living room. Cook books are in the dining room. General reference, theology, and craft books are in the sewing room/study. General Fiction, SciFi, Classical literature, LOtR, and miscellaneous collections can be found in the baby bump room. See Chris Fox at the circulation desk for more specific information.



For all those that raised their eyebrows and slightly questioned (in a loving way) the implementation of such a crazy plan, know this: Three months into the adventure, it's been amazing. To have a friend at home when my hubby is not, to share in joys and be comforted in sorrows, it's been a blessing.

Headlines

Despite the long hiatus that both Jon and I have taken from updating y'all on our progress as a married unit, let me assure all of you that we are in fact, still married. Just to catch you up, here are some of the recent headlines in our life:

Jon gets job with coffee giant

Thanks to some persistence, Jon has been working at Starbucks since the beginning of July. It's been a difficult adjustment (for a non-coffee drinker/non-morning person especially) but he's been doing great. He gets around 32-37 hrs. a week, the health benefits are great, and he enjoys the people aspect of it (I don't mind the free frappachino's every once in a while either).

Chantelle slides into temp job with Penske

The agency I was doing substitute teaching through also handles temp positions in the Rock Hill/Charlotte area. They found a data entry job for me in Charlotte (about 20 min. away) that was supposed to last about 2 months. So far I've been here for 4 months. They offered me the chance to stay on permanently, but the hours (usually over 45 / week, and mandatory every other Saturday) have been too rough on my family/home life. Also, I want to get back into the classroom, and subbing (though less profitable) is a better way to get my foot in the door.

Long-time friends share house; lose sanity

It started off as a crazy idea to help Jon and I stay in town and save money. It's turned into one of the greatest ideas ever (well, except for sliced bread). Jon and I have known and loved Brandi and Chris Fox for over 4 years. We share many eccentricities, personality traits, and passions. After lots of prayer, questions, and considerations, we decided live together. We've got a decent sized house with a floor plan that suits all of us well. There are lots of up, a couple downs, and tons of love, all of which I hope to write about in another blog pretty soon.

Church hires new intern

The EFCA church we attend was excited to offer Jon the chance to intern with our beloved EPIC pastor Ken. He's taken over the oversee-ment of a couple of ministries, preached a few times, and is learning some great management pointers from the hyper-organized Ken-in-Chief. His 8 hrs. a week at the church help get him through the disheveled mornings at Starbucks. Jon's also working on his Pastoral Connection Form and will be working on his ordination through the EFC in the next few months. We're still not sure what the Lord has for his professional future, but things are nice right now.

Despite the long hiatus that both Jon and I have taken from updating y'all on our progress as a married unit, let me assure all of you that we are in fact, still married. Just to catch you up, here are some of the recent headlines in our life:

Jon gets job with coffee giant

Thanks to some persistence, Jon has been working at Starbucks since the beginning of July. It's been a difficult adjustment (for a non-coffee drinker/non-morning person especially) but he's been doing great. He gets around 32-37 hrs. a week, the health benefits are great, and he enjoys the people aspect of it (I don't mind the free frappachino's every once in a while either).

Chantelle slides into temp job with Penske

The agency I was doing substitute teaching through also handles temp positions in the Rock Hill/Charlotte area. They found a data entry job for me in Charlotte (about 20 min. away) that was supposed to last about 2 months. So far I've been here for 4 months. They offered me the chance to stay on permanently, but the hours (usually over 45 / week, and mandatory every other Saturday) have been too rough on my family/home life. Also, I want to get back into the classroom, and subbing (though less profitable) is a better way to get my foot in the door.

Long-time friends share house; lose sanity

It started off as a crazy idea to help Jon and I stay in town and save money. It's turned into one of the greatest ideas ever (well, except for sliced bread). Jon and I have known and loved Brandi and Chris Fox for over 4 years. We share many eccentricities, personality traits, and passions. After lots of prayer, questions, and considerations, we decided live together. We've got a decent sized house with a floor plan that suits all of us well. There are lots of up, a couple downs, and tons of love, all of which I hope to write about in another blog pretty soon.

Church hires new intern

The EFCA church we attend was excited to offer Jon the chance to intern with our beloved EPIC pastor Ken. He's taken over the oversee-ment of a couple of ministries, preached a few times, and is learning some great management pointers from the hyper-organized Ken-in-Chief. His 8 hrs. a week at the church help get him through the disheveled mornings at Starbucks. Jon's also working on his Pastoral Connection Form and will be working on his ordination through the EFC in the next few months. We're still not sure what the Lord has for his professional future, but things are nice right now.

Moore's are still pet-less.

Jon still won't let me have a cat, or dog, or fish, or bird, or miniature horse. Gandolf - the Foxes skitzoid crazy but sometimes bearably cute cat - will have to do for now.

These are some of the main things happening in our lives, but I hope to fill you in on some of the more quirky, funny, insightful things that happen.


Jon still won't let me have a cat, or dog, or fish, or bird, or miniature horse. Gandolf - the Foxes skitzoid crazy but sometimes bearably cute cat - will have to do for now.

These are some of the main things happening in our lives, but I hope to fill you in on some of the more quirky, funny, insightful things that happen.