He'd come in and sat at the counter, and ordered our 'world's best bacon and pancakes combo', and coffee. Despite the derision, I took his order with a smile and delivered it to him.
As I worked, I kept an eye on him, as he ate the combo in silence, in-between long sips of coffee.
Once he was done, he banged his fist onto the counter, looking angry. I walked over.
"Let me guess, someone you hate said this was the best and you're angry they're right? We get that a lot."
"Solution?"
"I could spit in your coffee?"
"Please."
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