At the Coffee Shop Today
Barista: Oh, and that croissant you ordered? I'm gonna charge you three dollars for it.
Me [Soaking wet from coming out of the rain, freezing, stimulants still kicking in]: ...Okay.
Barista: It's usually eight dollars, but this batch ended smaller so we're only charging three instead of eight.
Me: Do you want...money? In exchange for goods???
Barista: I'm so sorry the croissant is smaller than you may have expected.
Me: Can I still eat it?
Barista: Yes.
Me: I love you and owe you my life.

















