Yeah, I’m that guy.
Today, after I picked up my dry cleaning, I went to Caribou’s drive through and ordered cofee.
“Welcome to Caribou. Would you be interested in a big fluffy thing or sweet this or that or perhaps a blah blah blah”
“No thanks.” I reaply with a cheery voice.
“What would you like?”
“I’d like a large depth charge with seventy shots of espresso.”
*silence*
“Ummm ahh, you’d, ahhh , like a depth charge …ummm. . ?”
“Yes” I say as I hear backgroud laughter.
“umm, ahhh , with how many shots?” he replies as I hear someone in the background say Seventy Shots!
“One will do, thanks.”
“That’ll be 2.61, please pull ahead.”
There were three cars in front of me, but when it was my turn at the window they remembered.
Oh yeah, they remembered.
