How Starbucks Saved My Life - A Review

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Posted: October 4th, 2007
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  1. sounds interesting, i cant help but feel weird about this sort of thing along the lines of, would he feel the same way if working at starbucks (or anywhere in the service industry for that matter) was his reality for his entire life? or is it necessary to be rich and comfortable in order to realize how great it is to “rub shoulders” with ordinary working people. it seems like the kind of position that only a person in Gil’s position could take. sounds pretty interesting though, it oddly reminds me of this book i read called Heat, where a writer works in a professional kitchen for a year or so and writes a pretty entertaining account of what he learned there. nice review.

    trizlam

    4 Oct 07 at 7:49 am

     

  2. First off – I agree with Tris : great review! But I also can’t help but agree with him on the feeling weird about the story [form what I understand of it]. There is a perception [that I feel I have observed, maybe I’m wrong] in the middle upper middle, maybe even upper classes [don’t know about the latter really], that there’s something redeeming about poverty – or at least about not having money, if ‘poverty’ is too strong a word. The story sounds interesting, and maybe upon reading it one finds that it isn’t lack of money and an empty apartment that ‘saves his life’, but the CHANGE from one lifestyle to another – but if the idea is actually that he’s better off without loot and a fancy job, isn’t the story a little trite?

    I’m saying, go live in the woods and grow your own food if you want to escape society – but I worked at Starbucks, and I’m no better [or worse] for it. But the idea that maintaining a ‘blue collar’, ‘working man’s’, ‘honest days work’ type job is something to aspire to is bourgeois-asshole type thinking. I’m just tired of people who have money, had money, or are generally provided for trying to teach the rest of us lessons about life – and trying to convince us that there’s a purity in simple [read: broke] living. Sounds like some kind of crazy ‘keep the poor man poor by convincing him its cool’ conspiracy or something.

    Tite review tho – Ima actually cop this book now [from the library – fuck paying this dude].

    orangemenace

    4 Oct 07 at 5:20 pm

     


 

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