HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME


I had been bugging Chad about his coffee intake the other day. “Why don’t you just say you will have your usual.” I teased.

It had worked fine the last couple days, until today when i wasn’t on DT until later on. I just put on my headset, when there was tentative. “I will have a coffee”

I was laughing. “Ok Chad”

By the time lunch rolled around I had a headache. I just wanted to curl up and hide. I was not feeling it today. other people’s negativity was just wearing me down.

I greeted the next customer.

“I will have a large 3 cream 2 sugar.” Chad’s voice came over the speaker

I groaned. “How can you do this to me, Chad” I sighed. “Don’t you know what kind of day I am having?”

He snorted. “no”

“fine. Are you having a coffee?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“anything else?” I asked.

“no.”

 

2 thoughts on “HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME

♥writing was all I had, all I’ve ever had, the only currency, the only proof that I was alive. Memory.♥ each of us has a story to tell. Leave your thoughts. Leave your comments.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s