On Thursday morning I pulled too far past the drive-through window and had to reverse to meet up with the window-lady. Then I forgot to put the car into drive and thus backed up further instead of going forward, which made the window-lady sploosh my coffee lid because she was paying attention to me instead of it.
On Friday morning a young lad in a truck ahead of me dropped something out his window and walked back to get it. The window-lady, remembering the day before, asked me not to run him over.
Today I sat at the order rock for several minutes before realizing the coffee place closes at 1 p.m. on Sunday and it was 3:14 p.m. and it was just me, trying to order a large dark regular from a rock.
Apparently it's more than just blood you can't get from a stone.
This made me laugh out loud. And want more coffee.
ReplyDeleteHA! I missed your coffee escapades - it's where I first decided how nifty and fun you were. heheh
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