Starbucks

Yesterday I had a starbucks interview for yet another location. It went ok, but my availability is not going over well since my GL schedule is hard to predict.
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Things with the spouse are looking promising. He is upset about my 10 months of insanity, and I am too. I hope we can rise above it.
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The missions team put on the Sunday evening service. In the planning,I was to talk 3 minutes about my experience at the aids residential house in Newark, NJ and we had to sing "How great is our God" as a group.

Some of us went out to lunch to write our speeches and I drug Paul along. Out of no where he sold me out.
Paul: "Why don't you just have Erin sing?"
*table gets quiet to listen to Paul rat me out*
P: "Erin is a great singer, she was in choir her whole life!"
*table intent on this groundbreaking news*
(collectively to Paul) "Erin can sing?!"

[and then it just gets out of hand]
P: "Erin, whatever happened to that tape of you doing opera?"
Group members: "Erin does opera! Oh wait until *our leader* finds out!"
Raha to me: "I feel deceived, you've been holding out on us this whole time!"

Results: I got put on stage at the last minute to lead ALL of the worship songs, one of which I was sight reading for the first time! And also out of 13 of us, I was one of the very few who was made to have a microphone. Thanks Paul... all that because he saw a chance to finally hear me sing and took it.

Also the boss sprung on us at the last minute that we had introduce ourselves and explain our individual motives for going on the trip.

I am terrified of performing. Everytime I sat back down I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest. I was up there most of the service! Ahhh!
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The puppy is gigantic already!