Today

Today, this statement could not be any more true. Every morning when I am walking to my 8 AM class, I see two types of people. The first type, the majority, of people that I pass are already sipping coffee from the iconic white and green Starbucks cups. The second type of people I see are sluggish zombies making their way over to the nearest Starbucks. Seeing these people so reliant on Starbucks made me wonder, what makes Starbucks so different? And what could be the “something” Howard Schultz was referring to? To gain more insight, I decided to study and observe the people of Starbucks. During my observation, three major themes arose: the overall feel of the environment, the interactions between customers, and the attitudes of the employees.
To start off my project, I took a short walk over to the Starbucks located in the Student Union here at the University of Toledo. Within a few minutes after arriving, I realize that this location is way too busy to observe. Every table was occupied and the line seemed to be endless. There would definitely be a lot of activity to observe here, but I would not get the detail I was looking for. So, I hiked over to the other side of the campus to snoop out the Starbucks location inside the Barnes and Noble bookstore. I went from one extreme to the next. It was completely empty except for one loney starbuck employee standing behind the cash register. I was losing hope, but I had one more Starbucks in mind. I jumped in my car and headed 45 minutes north to my hometown of Monroe, Michigan. I walked in to the local Starbucks and it was the perfect setting: a few people studying and a few customers in line. The only downfall of this location is that format of the room amplified the voices of the workers, making it difficult to hear any conversations between customers. I quickly took a seat at the table in the back corner of the store to get the best view of the customers and the employees. Then I whipped out my notebook and started taking notes. I divided my notes into three categories: environment, customers, and employees. Throughout out my observation, I jumped back and forth between these three categories. I also made sure to keep track of the time as I was taking notes by writing the time in the margins every ten minutes. I continued in this fashion from 1:00pm to 2:45pm.

Today

Today, my boss, Thanatos, told me to go to Indiana. He told me that I have an appointment with a man named Daniel Parker. Or perhaps more accurately, Daniel Parker has an appointment with me. I was confused as to why I was going to Indiana, because Daniel lives in New York.

I flew to Indiana anyway because my boss assured me Daniel would be there for our appointment. When I arrived to the designated meeting place, I looked around. I was standing at the edge of an open lot of grass. Around me, there was nothing but endless fields of corn. Through the fields ran a long straight strip of highway going off into the horizon in both directions. An occasional car sped by. The sun was straight overhead, shining bright and hot. Next to the lot I was standing in was a small country gas station. Why did my boss send me here to the middle of nowhere?

Suddenly, I sensed Daniel’s presence not far from me. There he was in his car racing down the freeway and I watched as he pulled into the gas station. I approached his car just as he was getting out to pump gas. Daniel suddenly became aware of my presence behind him and spun around, his hand still on the gas pump.

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“Who-Who are you,” he stammered.
“I’m Death. Your time has come.” I replied flatly.
“How-How did you find me? I raced all the way from New York to escape you! You weren’t supposed to find me here!.
“But why did you run?” I asked.
“I saw in a dream last night that I was going to die today, so I fled as far away from home as I could so you couldn’t find me and I wouldn’t have to die,” Daniel explained, panic rising in his voice.
“There is no escaping death. Death will always find you no matter where you run to.”
With that, a ball of light came up from his throat and I took Daniel’s soul back to my boss Thanatos, god of death.

Lonely. That’s what my job is like every day. Very, very lonely. I don’t think I’m supposed to feel that. I don’t think I’m supposed to feel anything, but how could I not. Everyone fears me, runs from me, tries to trick me. I have never felt wanted or loved. And sometimes the souls I have to take are that of children or babies or mothers.

My boss next sent me to a nice mansion in Beverly Hills, California that belonged to Samuel Green. It was one in the morning; not a soul was awake at this hour. I walked into the cold room in the heart of Samuel’s mansion. Samuel was asleep in his bed. As I approached his bedside, he sat up.

“Good morning,” I said.
“Who are you? Why are you in my house?” he demanded.
“I’m Death. Your time has come.” I replied.
“No, it hasn’t! I’m only 42. What do you want? I’ll give you anything! Money! A new car! Anything! You name it, you can have it! Just don’t make me die!” he replied frantically.
“I don’t want anything. I don’t need wealth. You can’t bargain for more time.”
“One thousand dollars?” he offered.
“No,” I said firmly.
“One million?” he bid.

I sighed. People always try to bribe me for more time. I tapped Samuel’s chest and a ball of light came up from his gullet. I took Samuel’s soul and carried it back to Thanatos.

It’s hard being death. People want to escape death, as Samuel Green and Daniel Parker tried to. People try to bargain for more time. No one has ever embraced death. No one has ever appreciated what I do or been happy to see me.

What people don’t understand is that it is death, the finiteness of life that makes it precious. Life becomes meaningless and valueless if people live forever. People don’t realize they are only a small part of the fabric of humanity and that with their death comes new life. People need to die to make room for others as their ancestors made room for them

I was summoned to a hospital in Orlando, Florida where an old woman named Gloria Stewart was residing. This was definitely not my first visit to a hospital. I’ve been to every hospital in the world, walked down every hallway, been in every room. I even recognize many of the people who work there, although they never see me come and go.

Gloria suffered from many ailments including renal failure, cardiovascular cancer, and had a stroke. Several times already, the doctors have brought Gloria back from the dead. I stood in the doorway of Gloria’s hospital room. A second later the heart monitor beeped frantically as the screen’s wave flatlined. Several doctors and nurses injected her with medicines and pumped her heart until the heart rate monitor showed a weak but steady pulse. I felt Gloria’s soul in my fingertips, then felt it slip away. This had happened on her previous brushes with Death, with me, but I knew this time would be her last.

I approached Gloria’s bed. She had her eyes closed, but was still breathing. She feebly opened her eyes and grasped my hand. “Why won’t they just let me die?” she whispered.
I was shocked. No one had ever wanted to die before. Every soul I have taken has tried to escape me, tried to flee, tried to trick and deceive me into not taking their souls. But this was the first time someone had ever wanted to die.

“Why do you want to die? ” I asked.
“I’ve lived a full and happy life. I went to a great college, married the man of my dreams, have three very successful children, did everything I could to help the community. I’ve lived a good life but I’m now old and it tires me just to live. I’ve lived my life to the fullest. I am satisfied with the life I had and the things I did. There is nothing more for me to do and I am ready to die.” Gloria explained.

I smiled. This was the first time I felt appreciated, wanted, or loved. Everyone always fears me, but I see that people can actually embrace or be ready for death. I guess it depends on the way someone has lived. If they lived a wholesome life, gave more than they took, had meaningful relationships, and had an attitude of thankfulness and satisfaction with their life, then they could be ready to go on to the next phase of their existence.

As gently as I could, I took the ball of light that escaped the old woman’s lips and carried her soul back to my boss. In the distance, I heard the loud beep of the heart monitor and the rush of doctors and nurses. I looked down at Gloria’s soul in my arms and smiled. This time they weren’t getting her back. This time, she’d finally get her wish of moving on.

I contentedly carried Gloria’s soul up to Thanatos. I felt more alive than ever, or at least as alive as Death can be. My work is important, even if it is not always appreciated. I am the one that doesn’t bring an end to their lives, I bring the meaning to their lives, even if they don’t always realize it. I felt new again, happy to do my job, happy with who I was.

Today

Today, there are many delicious food that easily available and affordable. In today’s variety of food, there is one of my favourite foods.
Different restaurant have a different character or style of cooking fried noodles. My favourite fried noodle is when the noodle is quite spicy but not have too much chilli. The noodle also less oily and thats make my fried noodle taste great.
The good cook is not only they can make customer feel appealing but they can cook as per customers wishes like they can read our mind. I love spicy food. It really make me feel appetizing plus the noodle is less oily because it is good to eat.
The price of the noodles can be slightly different from other restaurant. The price is around RM 5 to RM 6 and it still affordable to me. The price is not to expensive yet t is worth to pay with that price.
In the conclusion, the criteria of my favourite dish is not only depands on the taste but it also have to look about the ingridient inside it.