lucks

there is a serious lack of courtesy in this city. - probably in the world for that matter, but let's settle with my city for now..

i work on the front lines, deflecting before-the-morning-coffee angst with more grace than is safe or necessary, at a trendy little coffee shop.

but on a sunday afternoon, after shopping and cupcakes, said angst-ridden yuppy should be in a sated, money well spent bliss. when they walk into my store, and i greet them cheerily, saying, 'hi, how are you?' and doing it convincingly, i might add (not that i give a fuck, truly, but really? points for me: courtesy extended..), the response should be, 'fine, thanks. i'll have a ________ please." or even 'shitty, i need a fucking coffee' is suffice. acknowledgment is all i'm after.

instead, i get, 'i'll have a double decaf non-fat, sugar-free hazelnut latte', extra hot, extra foam.' then go back to their cell phone conversation - 'sorry about that. yeah, i'm just getting a coffee. anyways...' then look thoroughly inconvenienced when i interrupt to tell them how much their stupid coffee is, after i have concocted it flawlessly, in record time..

nice. i really hate people.