The Baseball Field
"Heineken, please" I asked the bartender at the Accenture luxury suite at Safeco field. He was standing at quiet attention with his arms behind his back, his eyes transfixed on the TV monitor which was showing the national anthem being played - the game was just beginning.
"Just a moment, sir" he said without taking his eyes off the screen.
Really? I thought. The paid-hourly bartender of a food services vendor wont serve me during the national anthem. What has this country come to? Even Canadians would serve you during a national anthem. We are talking beer, after all.
The Starbucks
"I'm sorry what was your order again? Sorry, sometimes its hard to hear with all the different voices going on," the wide-eyed barrista said.
What I should have said back was nothing.
What I did say was "Yeah, i know what you mean, I have to cut through all 'the voices' every day"
Her smile went away as the light went out of her eyes. She just kind of took a step back, gave me a cockeyed look and asked me if I wanted a receipt.
Lesson: no one thinks its funny that you might actually be crazy.
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