Cafe Conversations

Lady: Do you have any fresh baked scones?
Me: We just finished baking the chocolate chip ones. Do you want one?
Lady: What about the cinnamon? Did you just bake those?
Me: No, sorry, just the chocolate chip ones.
Lady: So the cinnamon ones weren't just baked?
Me: No, just the chocolate chip scones. Did you want one of those? Or I can heat up a cinnamon one for you?
Lady: Oh, are they fresh?
Me: (thinking WTF?) Yes, I just baked the chocolate chip ones (as I already told her three freaking times).
Lady: Oh, but what about the cinnamon ones?
Me: (looking around for the candid cameras that I was sure were hiding somewhere). NO, only have the chocolate chip scones that were just baked. (At this point losing patience).
LadY: so you didn't bake the cinnamon ones just now?
Me: No, only the chocolate chip ones were just baked. The cinnamon scones were baked last night.
Lady: Hmmmm, I think I'll have one of the fresh baked cinnamon scones.
Me: (debating internally, do I actually try to tell her, again that only the CC scones were fresh while trying to keep the look of utter disgust off of my face. Finally I said f*** it and dug out the hardest cinnamon scone I could find popped in a bag, zapped in the microwave for 20 secs and handed it over). Here ya go enjoy (and by enjoy I mean F*** off).
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6 Comments:
I was mistaken. All this time I thought you worked in a Barnes & Noble coffeeshop. I just finally figured out you work in a shop in a home for the "gifted". It all makes sense now.
Oh how I wish the answer were that simple. Sometimes I think I'm the one who needs to wear the helmet. . .
And here I was thinking I had to deal with some real winners as a community college instructor. You've got me beat, hands down. You poor, poor man!
OH Donnie after taking a lot of classes at community colleges I think you might just have a few stories to beat me out!
Anyone who works in public service has stories. From restaurants, to JCPenney's and finally public school teaching, I have many. People never cease to amaze me.
I was actually scared that the lady might have been my step-mother. I can see her having this whole conversation...
And actually, after you nuked it, it probably tasted just like new!
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