Needs To Wake Up And Smell The Cafe Negro
(I’m at the airport at the end of a vacation. Because of my looks, people very often assume I’m from Latin American descent. This happens as I am fixing my coffee. The man behind me, obviously an American who knows no Spanish, is trying to order a coffee.)
Man: “Coffee, please.”
Barista: “Negro, con leche?”
Man: “Black coffee.”
Barista: “Negro? Leche?”
Me: *taking pity* “You want black coffee? No milk?”
Man: “Yes.”
Me: *to barista* “Cafe negro.”
Man: “Your English is really good.”
Me: “I would hope so. I’m from Michigan. It’s my Spanish that isn’t very good.”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?