Thursday, August 20, 2009

Step Away From My Coffee

I was in line at Starbucks. The man ahead of me ordered a venti coffee. While he sorted through his change, the barrista poured my grande and placed it on the counter beside his.

He paid. And then he took both coffees.

"That's her grande, sir."

He didn't flinch. He didn't apologize. He didn't make excuses. He just handed me my caffeine and carried on with his day.

Some people really need their java in the morning. And will stoop to strange lows to double their dosage.

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