Just Give Me The Damn Coffee
Published by Wing April 19th, 2006 in EverythingLately, after picking up my prints from the one hour lab in the local mall, I would get a coffee or hot chocolate at a certain well known cafe chain (with the term cafe used loosely) and go through the prints at one of their tables. However, I was taken aback by them asking my name so they could call it out when my drink is ready. It was fake friendly and it rubs me the wrong way.
So to avoid being unnecessarily and forcibly chummy with a shop that sells me hot drinks, and to amuse myself, I’ve started giving them a different name on each visit. Anything but my own name. So far I’ve used Toby, Rob and Michael. Next time, I might call myself something stupid like… Paris, just to see if they blink.
I reckon there’s good mileage in this.
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Oh I do that too! Yes, it’s very fun… but sometimes it’s hard to remember which name I gave them while waiting for the coffee, so I perk up everytime they call out a name.
recently i went to a coffee shop that did this. i speak fast and soft. 3 times for the waitress to get a very simple name. by this stage we’re all shitty. me, the waitress, the coffee maker.
next time, they don’t ask.
i feel like i’ve already met you but can’t remember. good blog. funny.
I’ll have to follow you next time. So when they call Rob I’ll get my coffee. Flat White with One thanks.