Omar’s New Tat

Posted May 18th, 2009 by maya

The Hollyhood Starbucks is open daily from 5 am to 11 pm. And there are people who practically live there. I don’t know every Barista, but I know Omar. In fact, Omar is pretty unforgettable. Omar is young, and he’s got a complicated love life, and he’s hilarious. He tells long drawn out stories that usually start, “So I was really messed up last night, and somehow I ended up _________” (on the beach, in some hot chick’s TransAm on the Pasadena Freeway, in a hotel off the Boulevard. All of the above.)

One day, I’ll get one of Omar’s stories for this website…hear that, Omar?

Basically, I love Omar because he reminds me how great it was to be 20 years old. And how glad I am that I’m not 20 years old anymore.

Omar and another Barista show me their tats.

Note: I am currently obsessed with tats. I can’t tell you why…yet. But it is pretty good. And yes, it involves ME getting a tat. But there is more to it than that (that is a Hollyhood teaser)

omar the adorable

Omar: I got a new tat.

Me: Tell me about it.

Omar: What do you wanna hear about my new tattoo?

Me: Did it hurt?

Omar: Uh, actually it didn’t hurt. I was more, like, falling asleep.

Me: Were you drunk?

Omar: No, I was sober. Sober and MAD.

Me: Because of a girl?

Omar: I just wanted to get a tattoo so badly. (this does not answer the question…and it kinda does)

Other Barista: (walking up) You should see mine.

Me: What’s yours? (he starts taking off his shirt) That’s right. Take it off. Wait, let me take a picture.

i need to get this guy's name

Other Barista: Well, I gotta bunch.

Me: That’s so gorgeous. Why’d you get that? Beautiful…I love the roses. (turns over his arm) Oh my god! Oh! (wow, you only fully comprehend how silly you sound when you transcribe yourself. I really said that.)