he had a cute but slightly awkward and scripted greeting that made me giggle before requesting my usual grande soy mocha. i was expecting a total or follow-up question but got a "ohhhh... the grande soy mocha" as if he is setting me on his knee like a moral orel episode or like he's reminiscing of the days he sucked grande soy mochas from his mother's teet.

on my way to the window i decided i was completely in love with this guy.
but upon my window arrival, he turned into a weird creepy drive-thru guy asking me too many personal questions like where i'm headed, where i work and how my day is going.

after two-minutes-over-stranger-conversation-quota i interrupted him by blurt-yelling "IS MY COFFEE DONE?!?"
he gave a laugh that started playful, led into confused and ended sad and upsetting as he handed me my grande soy mocha while mumbling something about having a great day.

((i'm over it.))
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