A brand spanking new CoffeeBucks (if you ever watch Scrubs) just opened down the street. Today is their grand opening if you happen to live in Kyle, Texas. To those of you who aren’t familiar, Kyle is relatively small. We just got our first real grocery store a few months ago. We are LOVING having CoffeeBucks in the neighborhood. This also means, there is a good chance that we will run into people we know…so fix that hair and slap on some makeup before you head out.
This morning I ran into our friend Michelle (Hi, Michelle – if you are reading this) who we go to church and small group with. So I was ordering my fat free carmel machiatto (it’s not really fat free, the carmal has fat in it too). So in order to be cool I say, “I’ll take the grande, non-fat carmel machiatta”. That just sounds so cool…like I know what I’m talking about. I’m not really this cool. I’m not even sure Michelle thought it was cool but I was trying. A few days ago, I was at the CoffeeBuck in our building…well it’s not official, it serves CoffeeBuck’s (I’m starting to like calling it that) coffee. I ordered a Toffee Nut Latte with skim milk and the guy who makes the coffees corrected me by saying “Non-fat?”. 😀 “Yep – I’d like to eat a donut with my coffee so I better get the fat free version”. I already knew the coffee people call it “non-fat” but I choose not to exercise the proper ordering procedure/language. I guess I thought I would try being “cool” and fitting in with the CoffeeBucks people today…or I was just trying to impress my neighbor.
The thought of trying to be cool reminds me of a line from the movie, “Bringing Down the House” (Steve Martin and Queen Latifa). Steve Martin’s friend likes Queen Latifa and he says, “Tell her the cool points are out the window and I’m all tied up in the game”. This line always makes me laugh…especially since the guy who says it is this Jewish guy who you wouldn’t expect to say anything so not proper. When we first saw the movie we said, “What? What does that mean?” It’s nice to know someone likes you so much that the cool points are out the window…they are no longer able to “be cool”, they just like you, game over.
All of this makes me wonder, at what point do we stop trying to be “cool”? I have friends with kids who are worried about their one year old being dressed “cool” (what’s cool when you’re one? Elmo – apparently not Elmo, maybe something Janie and Jack) . It never stops. If this is something you worry about and work at then you always will…
I want my house to look like Pottery Barn but I’m not that tidy. I still haven’t even started sending out my Christmas cards (although I did purchase them). I think Martha Steward had great ideas but who has the time to hand make their wrapping paper??
What I am thinking is there is too much pressure to be cool. The really cool people are the ones who don’t try and who don’t care. So I guess that means, I’m not very cool and probably never will be. There is something slightly freeing in that.