Okay, the setup: 6:30 yesterday morning, two guys, mid 40s-ish in a big white diesel truck come through the espresso stand. Driver guy has no clue what he wants, so I start with Passenger guy. He orders a chai. I start in on the normal questions, beginning with, “Hot?”
“What else is there?” somewhat hostile.
“Well, cold.”
“What? D**m Californians getting everything bass ackward….”
“Um, what size?” I say trying not to laugh, while Driver is cracking up.
Driver finally decides he wants something chocolatey and minty. I suggest he might enjoy chocolate mint. So he orders a double chocolate mint iced.
Hilarity ensued.
Maybe you had to be there.
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