What a month! Things have been going nuts. It almost feels like a full moon everyday with most people allowing their inner werewolf to filter through.

Sometimes I think I have been caught in a Benny Hill re run (please say you know what I mean) where just looking at something causes an explosion. I have endured shonky repair men and a dry cleaner who thinks pressing my frocks the way I want seems strange and charges me extra for “specific instructions”.

Oh for the day I can tell him where he can go iron you know what!  He’s just so good at giving me what I need. Now how often do we get to say that?

How Many Places Have You Seen a VIVO Coffee Cup?

I often walk around the city on my way to something or someone, and even after all these years at VIVO, I still get all misty eyed when I see a VIVO branded coffee cup in places way beyond our immediate vicinity. Now while this may not seem unusual or Lust & Latte worthy on face value fear not. It’s the place and drama of where the cup is seen that stands out:

-       One day in my car park late in the afternoon, I observed a couple having a very loud communication interaction -A FIGHT, while they were waving around 2 x extra large VIVO Coffees. Our cups were used to make emphatic statements repeatedly and I am happy to say they stood up to the challenge. This is more than can be said for the one who was wearing VIVO Coffee which had escaped from the cup during communicating. Unfortunately, they both ended up on the floor stomped. The cups, not the couple.

-       In the doctor’s office, while I was waiting for my appointment, the man next to me had a VIVO Coffee. From the labelling on the lid I could see he was drinking a double espresso (Doppio). He started taking his own pulse and muttering. He looked at me and said “my heart is racing, I think I might faint”. Now I am all for grabbing a man when you can, but unlike NRL players I prefer my friends conscious and sane.  He continued with “I have had 4 of these coffees, do you think that might be it?” Lucky I was in civilian clothes and he didn’t recognise me (doesn’t he watch TV at 7.00am on Sunday’s..?). I looked around for the emergency exit just in case.

-       On the bus – I was told it was faster than walking. Liars. Anyway, on the bus there were 4 people, all sitting separately, all drinking VIVO Coffee. All trying to sip with dignity and all missing there mouths by a mile. Mr Bus driver was launching us through traffic as if he thought he was driving a tank in Iraq. Not only was it slow, but when we got to the Apple Store, he told everyone to get out because he was too stressed to continue. Ha, betcha never heard that before.

Freaky Friday IT People

Sooo, I want to acknowledge my special Friday Breakfast Table. And tell all of you how weird they are. These people order 27 poached eggs with hollandaise sauce but no toast, because you know carbs are fattening (that’s each!). But cholesterol is your best friend apparently. And what about the scrambled eggs with raisin toast? Is that your fruit allowance? And when they book they tell you it might be 6, 8 or 15. Perfect, just perfect. We don’t really need to know how many, where is the fun in that? Fun? I bet its fun in their toilets later. Yes, I am referring to gas emissions, in a very Little VIVO Ladylike way.

Until next time we meet to discuss things that I find interesting and choose to share with you.

Happy lust and hot lattes.

PS: did I mention the young shirtless man walking around late Friday night with a VIVO sticker on his nipple?

LONG STORY – GREAT BRANDING IDEA!  Key words: firm, smooth, yummy.