The New Girl

Being in the state of having spoken too soon is never quite as unpleasant as it is when the speaking was done from up on one's high horse...

My last day of work, May 2010. "And there it is, ladies and gentlemen..." I said with all the drama of someone who thinks everyone cares, "my last cup!" The lid was on, my apron was off. "I will never make coffee again!" Seriously, you really had to be there to appreciate the amount of conviction (and instant superiority) I threw into that last statement. Scarlett O'Hara would have been proud.

... you have guessed, by now, the statement proved false. In a monumental way. I don't mind so much that, when I got a new job in the States one month later, making coffee was one of my duties. This is because making coffee in an office (and, well, America) consists of chucking a filter in the machine and turning it on. Also because it wasn't my only duty; it wasn't even the main one. And, every now and then, the coffee was for Wes Craven.

It does bother me, however, that upon returning home I've gone straight into a job that is almost identical to the one I left -- coffee making and customer service in a Cafe/Bakery that sells lots of muffins and cakes. I'll take a slice of humble pie, to go... thanks.

My sense of superiority is wearing off slowly as I am forced to spend my days with the little people new friends.

Seriously, though. There is only one upside to being "the new girl" -- the fact that you can bugger up and then give it the old "sorry... it's my first day/week". Some of you might count access to free/cheap muffins, cakes and carbs as an upside. Clearly, you haven't been living in America.

So, one upside. It's the same when you start new at most of these places -- a lot of "now Jess... this is how you sweep around a table" and "do you want to try making an ICEEED COFFEEEE?" -- they either think you're deaf, stupid or twelve.

I'm not really complaining. It's a means to an end. And someone has to give the people their coffee...

Coffee is important. You want coffee. Come get it from Jess. She makes awesome coffee.

Tip big... we've got a movie to make, people!

There's Something About Sara

Blog: Take 2. That’s all I’m going to say. About that.

So, I’m home. For those of you who weren’t all caught up on my movements, there it is. I am back in Melbourne. For many reasons. Most significantly -- 2 weddings and a foundering job market. Now there’s a title for a romantic comedy if ever I heard one!

Speaking of romantic comedies… (Segue. Boom.)…

…this is a new beginning for the blog. I am currently writing what started as a short film script and is now well on it’s way to becoming a feature-length screenplay. I feel that the whole process is going to be an interesting experience. Or, perhaps, just an experience that I am going to get significantly frustrated with and therefore I will require an outlet to vent. Either way, I foresee blog updates in the future. I am not going to change the name… I am under the wonderful delusion that this process and my future in Hollywood are linked.

For now, however, I am going share with you something that is completely unrelated to all that.

Yesterday, while I was having a lovely 5-hour coffee with a friend of mine, I asked her if she liked Sara Bareilles. She believed we had already had this conversation but it turned out she was thinking of the Sara Ramirez conversation from the week before – apparently I like to bang on about women named Sara quite often. Of course, this got me thinking about other Sara/Sarah type people that I like.

Naturally I decided to make a list. A list of Sara/hs. And, because I am that self-indulgent, I am going to share my TOP 5 with you.

Please note that my ACTUAL friends named Sara/h were not eligible for this list due to unfair advantage. And, mostly, because I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.

Without further ado, my TOP 5 SARA/Hs and the reasons why…

5. Sarah Connor

I’m gay.

4. Sarah from Labyrinth

Needs no explanation. But her position as my 4^th favourite Sara/h is the reason I am glad Jennifer Connelly was not in Scream 4. I fear that, even after all these years, if I ever met her the first words out of my mouth would be “Sarah... friend?”

3. Sara the song

Fleetwood. Mac.

2. Sara Ramirez

(Technically Sah-rah but whatever)

Her absolute right to be so high on my list is evidenced by one fact – that playing a lesbian on television is NOT my favourite thing that she does.

She gives me fever.

1. Sara Bareilles

After four years, Little Voice is still my go to album to listen to from beginning to end whenever I just feel like some music. Her 2010 effort, Kaleidoscope Heart, is quickly becoming second in line.

And this.

I must give an honourable mention to Sarah Michelle Gellar. Technically, my affection was always more for Buffy than it was for Sarah. And even then, it was more for the show itself than the character (because let’s face it, the Buffster could get a tad tiresome and speech-y at times). If I were to make a list of my favourite Sarah Michelles, SMG would be the uncontested number 1. For sure.

Do you have a favourite Sara/h?

xx