It's not fun to lose your voice. So when you asked from across the store what I wanted to drink and I didn't respond, you shouldn't be offended. Then I waved you over and you looked so put out. I had already prepared a note on my iPhone for you so that you would know what I wanted to drink. Here I am, holding the phone up in the air, and you aren't looking at it. You're just looking at me. So now here I am, shaking my phone up and down. Finally you look at it. You read my note. You know I've lost my voice. Why is it that suddenly now you've lost your voice too? You're waving packets of honey in my face as if to ask, "Would you like some honey?" Well guess what, Barista? I'm not deaf, I've just lost my voice. I can still hear you.
And you didn't even give me a receipt.
Posts
0 comments:
Post a Comment