So you already know that a guy at Starbucks is a dick. Time has passed and he continues to ask me what I want to order, what is my name and do I want a receipt. I exit the subway yesterday and contemplate my next encounter. I enter Starbucks as I do each work day morning and I approach him, and as always,
"Good morning ma'am,. What can I get you ma'am?"
"Grandre Latte, as always"
"Can I get your name?"
I lean in close and reply..."what is your mother's name?" "What?" Still leaning in "What is your mother's name?"
He stares at me, mouth agape, pauses...... "What is your mother's name?"
Finally "Svetlanka"
"Okay, from now on my name is your mother's name so you will remember me. I have come in here for almost 2 years now and every time you ask me my name. Now, your will remember me."
He hesitates and puts the Sharpie pen to my cup and instead of writing his mother's name, he made a simple 'dot' on the cup.
He was a 'no show' today so now I have tomorrow.........
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