Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Gingers and Why They Can't Be Trusted.

I’m working at the coffee shop, and this forty-something red-head comes in;

LADY: I just want a black coffee.
ME: Okay.  What size?
L: Big.
M: Okay (entering order) Big… black…
L: Diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick.
M: … (Pause to think of other words I may have confused with what she said… none.  Finish ringing order.)

Submitted by: Adrian

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