Laziness, Uh… Finds A Way
I go to an unfamiliar coffee shop. A server is at the counter but she’s facing away from me.
Me: “Excuse me.”
She doesn’t even turn around; she holds up a finger indicating for me to wait. I wait and I wait.
Me: “Can I order? Or not?”
Server: “Oh, I’m so sorry. I thought you were someone else who works here.”
Me: “Okay. I’d like a medium latte to go, please.”
Server: “What size?”
Me: “Medium.”
Server: “Sitting in?”
Me: “No. To go, please.”
Server: “Any syrups?”
Me: “No, thank you.”
Server: “Can I interest you in a cookie or cake?”
Me: “Just the coffee, please.”
Server: “We have a range of cups on offer at the moment.”
Me: “I just want my coffee, please. I’m trying to get to work.”
Server: “We’re all busy, buddy.”
I look around the shop; we are alone and the car park was empty.
Me: “You’re clearly not. I wonder why.”