another coffee story...

The other night I went to
Tim Hortons for Coffee.
The woman working
behind the counter
was about 900 years old and
she moved in slow motion.


And when I say slow motion I mean REVERSE.
Talk about painful.

First I order my coffee... she disappears behind the coffee machine...
it took DAYS
As she makes my coffee she goes into to this convulsing death cough episode..
You know... the vibrating, echoing, my lungs are bleeding type cough...
So the entire cough episode Im thinking to myself:

*please don't be coughing right in my coffee*
*please don't be coughing right in my coffee*
*please don't be coughing right in my coffee*

Then my husband orders his. (after repeating it 3 times)
She does the same thing... disappears, coughs, etc.

Now it's time to pay
I hand her my credit card... We had no cash on us (OF COURSE NOT!)

First she looks at the card, then pushes some buttons,
then looks at the card again, then swipes the card, then looks
at the screen, then pushes more buttons, then swipes the card again,
then looks at the screen, pushes a few more buttons
mumbles something to herself. Swipes the card one more time,
Pushes some buttons. (JUST KEEP PUSHING them BUTTONS!)

(my thoughts)
JESUS CHRIST!!!! SOMEONE MAKE IT STOP!! make it STOPPPPPPPPP!!!!

I felt like I was on one of those hidden camera shows...

I glanced to my right and could see one of the kids that works there
standing to the side with a huge smile on his face,
apparently he found this humorous... That's nice.

She pushes more buttons...Swipes the card, again....
Then SUCCESS!!!
Ladies and gentlemen we have a transaction!

Woooooooooooooooooo HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The ice in my iced coffee was melted.

W T F !!!


*Not as good as the first Tim Hortons Story - But a story none the less.
click here for 1st coffee post


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