🐾 Bean’s Corner

First, Lady Flava’s morning started at Starbucks. She strolled in, ready for her coffee joy, only to find her order delayed. 🙀 There she was, standing tall—without her pink cane—like a queen waiting for her crown. She kept her sunflower spirit shining, but ooooh you could feel the seasoned soul grumble. Coffee late? Not today, humans. ☕🌻

Then, at work, Lady Flava got handed two random faxes like they were puzzle pieces from another galaxy. One belonged in a doctor’s box, the other needed a quick call to a team. Simple stuff, right? Except the directions were all jumbled, and there was chatter about asking the boss. 😼 Luckily, Lady Flava set it straight with her sunflower blinders on: this goes here, that goes there. Done.

By the end of it, all I could do was flick my tail, sip my imaginary latte, and say…

“Girl…” 😹