CA, that’s pretty good!!
Truthfully, i once felt the need for coffee while serving as a rented pack mule for my wife. I stepped into one of those mall coffee shops, and the guy in front of me, dressed like an investment banker, actually took 32 words to order his coffee. Really had to fight the urge to leg swipe him and stomp on his chest!!! Then, it was my turn…“Coffee…black…large”
Apparently you aren’t supposed to do that. I got looks like I’d just been profiled on America’s Most Wanted.