The Wrong Coffee
Whenever someone’s coming over, doesn’t matter who it is, we end up cleaning.
This was the case yesterday, when the people were coming over to buy the exercise equipment. We even got the kitchen floor washed – and let me tell you, it was pretty damned filthy. I had been looking at it for weeks saying, “we’ve gotta wash that floor”.
I guess you can tell that our place is not one of those ‘eat off the floor’ types of homes, although, in general, it’s fairly contained in its mess. At least the dishes are done and things are cleared away. It’s mostly the bigger stuff we don’t get around to as often, like vacuuming, and washing floors.
While we were cleaning yesterday, my honey said he would go to Tim’s to grab us a coffee, because he had to go out and pick up some more ammonia to strip the kitchen floor. When he got back with the coffee, mine wasn’t right – it was black. Luckily we had cream in the house to put into it, or I wouldn’t have drank it.
I decided that when I next went to Tim’s, I would get a free coffee since they screwed that one up.
So I went to Tim’s the next time and when I ordered at the drive-thru, I told the guy I wanted the two coffees but I said, “I want one for free”, and he told me to drive around to the window.
I drove up and handed him $1.20 instead of the $2.40 and he looked at me. He said, “oh, did you want 2 coffees?” and I said, “yes, but I want one for free”. He looked at me again. Didn’t say anything, just looked at me.
I said, “my honey was here earlier and ordered the same thing, and my coffee was black. So I want this coffee for free since I couldn’t drink the other one”.
He said, “well, he should have just circled around and come in and we would have fixed it”. I said, “he didn’t know. He brought the coffees home and mine was black”. He said, “well I can’t give it to you for free, I would have to pay for it”. I said, “well you screwed up the coffee”.
And then he just handed me the coffees. Nothing more said. So I got the one coffee for free.
After I left, I started thinking about what the guy said. About how my honey should have brought the ‘wrong order’ back in to be fixed.
How would he know it was wrong? Was he supposed to taste the coffees to see that they were right?
What about those people who pick up half a dozen coffees for their workmates and take them off to the worksite? How would they know if any of the order was wrong? Taste them all?
What a stupid fucking thing to say, he should have brought it back in.
So I got home and told my honey what I’d done, and how my coffee was free. That was when he told me that he hadn’t gone to our usual Tim’s… he’d gone to the other one up the street.
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is the new 30. I want the world to close their mouths when they’re eating or chewing gum. If they don’t, I want to elbow them in the face.
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I guess I should start using that line everytime I go get a coffee. How would they ever know that I am lying…