On the Other Side

Last night, I was at work, and it was maybe 30 minutes before close.

In walks this guy, he’s on the phone. He gets in line behind these two ladies who have *no* idea what they want.

They finally figure their order out, and by the time the guy walks up to my register,

I have his drink out, and he has exact change for me.

He doesn’t even have to get off his mobile. I know him. I got it. He comes in all the time.

Coffee Shop Regular, baby.

It’s a beautiful thing.


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