soapies & coffee

a little assimulation story from this afternoon… i was relaxing, watching some tv this afternoon & one of the american soap operas was on. not sure which one.. didn’t recognise the people. but the one guys walks up to the counter & asks for a cup of coffee. the guy behind the counter sez he’s already clocked out but ok… he’ll make the guy a cofee cause he doesnt want the guy to think he’s getting bad service (said in a sarcastic way so u know they know each other & dont get along). and i’m thinking ‘clocked off & going to take the extra 4 min or so that it takes to set the machine up, grind the coffee, froth the milk. gee, dedication’. and then the guy picks up a coffee pot with the orange decaf bit at the top and pours it into a mug. argh!!!!! oh my god. i had forgotten ALL about that. the idea of pot coffee has been totally wiped from my brain. btw folks… a friend of mine was in the city a few months back & found a great coffee place. it’s on mott st. owned by a guy from melbourne. i’ll have to ask what the name was. but if u walk into a coffee place & ask for a flat white & they give you something, then you’re in the right place.