Conversations From a Cafe

I have decided on Wednesdays to share with you all conversations that I either overhear or participate in at my lovely job. The conversations are actual but the identities have been changed to protect the guilty. . .

Lady: I want a cup of coffee. Put steamed milk on it (she goes back to annoying conversation on cell phone)

Barista: Would you like half coffee and half steamed milk, a cafe au lait, or would you just like the coffee topped off with steamed milk?

Lady: I don't know (exasperated tone). Why do you people ask me these questions? (throws money on counter and returns to cell phone conversation)

Barista makes drink and puts on counter. Lady takes sip of drink

Lady: What is this?

Barista: It is coffee with steamed milk topping it off

Lady: That isn't what I want

Barista: What exactly do you want then?

Lady: Well I don't know (in a tone implying that she is talking to an idiot instead of the fact that she is an idiot)

Barista: Then how do you know that that isn't what you wanted? (asked in all seriousness with an innocent expression)

Lady: Oh! Okay (somewhat mollified. Takes another sip, goes back to phone conversation and leaves)

Barista: (roll eyes and help next person)

I kid you not that actually happened. I wish it had been me to say that to her, but it wasn't.