Ode to Full City.
We looked at each other and I just knew it was going to be one of those days. One of those spill coffee beans all over the floor and fall off your bike in the frost and get the register drawer stuck kind of days.
"Do you take room for cream?" "Would you like cream cheese with your bagel?" "How is your day going?"
And on and on and on.
Endless chatter.
Five hundred double skinny decaf lattes and a smattering of house coffees and,"Would you like your receipt?"
"Alright then. You have a nice day."
"Do you take room for cream?" "Would you like cream cheese with your bagel?" "How is your day going?"
And on and on and on.
Endless chatter.
Five hundred double skinny decaf lattes and a smattering of house coffees and,"Would you like your receipt?"
"Alright then. You have a nice day."