Mysterious Coffee Bean Sorting Girl

Last week it was Fez Guy, unfortunately I have not seen him around much this week so, maybe he shall remain a distant memory within the pages of this Blog.

All is not lost, as while I was standing in the queue at Starbuck’s in Paddington Station quietly contemplating whom my next prodigy would be, when who should appear before my very eyes:

Spotted: Mysterious Coffee Bean Sorting Girl

Strange as it may appear, here was woman, I would say mid to late twenties very elegantly dressed picking through the display of coffee beans on the counter at Starbucks.

It was like she had some insane form of O.C.D, individually sorting out the green beans from the dark brown ones the light ones from the caramel ones. She did this with such precise intensity that I do believe that she makes an occupational habit of it and that this is not her first offence.

Was it that she was so deprived from caffeine that the torture of queuing for her Grande Mocha Choca latte Mocha Chino without cream non dairy (ok I made that bit up) built her into such a tight ball of tension that she felt the compulsion to organise the display to calm her nerves. It was like observing a child playing with a hand-eye co-ordination toy in a Montessori nursery school.

Is this why the display stand is there, to keep poor, unfortunate souls in dire need of caffeine, busy while they wait in line infringed in anticipation for their daily Java shot? Or is this part of some greater conspiracy, a master plan?

One thing is for sure, Mysterious Coffee Bean Sorting Girl, whoever you are, you made my day.

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