Day 1 - Part 2: Ordering Coffee

So, anyone who knows me very well at all, knows that I am undoubtedly addicted to caffeine.  I visit coffee shops on a fairly regular basis. However, because I don't really have "my place," there is not any one coffee shop around my residency that knows me or my order. Upon going into a Starbucks and realizing I couldn't just walk up to the counter to order my coffee with soy milk as I usually do, I began to get brain-stormy.  I decided that the easiest way would be to simply type my order on my phone. I did this, and showed the barista, who, in turn, gave me a very strange look.  When she looked up at my phone to me to try and figure out why the hell this strange chick wasn't speaking to her, I signed "Thank-you," a sign that I feel many non-signers are familiar with. After that she understood. I could see her instantly regretting what I can only assume was judgment of the weird-o who wasn't talking, and waited patiently as she tried to make amends for this. However, this resulted in her giving me probably the most amusing "deer in the headlights" look I've ever seen! After this whole fiasco, I decided that a good investment to make would be a small memo-book, which I am now carrying with a pen in my purse.