Dena Taylor’s Musings

ME: I’ll have an Americano with room for cream, please.

COUNTERGAL (CG): Quarter inch, half inch or inch?

ME: Uh…half?

CG: Paper cup or ceramic mug?

ME: Ceramic.

CG: Any chance you have cash?

ME:  Sorry, debit.

CG: Figures. Want to wait for it or does one of us have to walk it over to you during our busiest time of the morning?

ME: No, no. I’ll wait.

CG: Want it served with a friendly smile or a backhanded compliment about how brave you are to wear a scarf the color of digested corn?

ME: Friendly smi-

CG: Are you going to share a table or hog one so that fewer people can sit down, forcing me to lose business and forego getting my kid’s cleft lip fixed?

ME: You know what? I’ve changed my mind. I want it to go.

CG: Want us to pour it from your ceramic cup into a paper cup or start all over, making all the people behind you risk being late for work and losing their jobs causing unemployment rates to climb to unprecedented heights?

ME: Nevermind.

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