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.”
A GIRL OUT OF THE ORDINARY 
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