This is just one of the many stories I live everyday where I help people and spread my love of coffee.
Overheard in the ladies' room
Woman in restroom: You OK in there, Melinda?
Voice in stall: Yeah, I just need a minute.
W: Well you think you could hurry it up. I didn't bring you all this way to New York so that you could sit in a restroom stall. You could have done that at home.
V: You know how it is. You know how I am.
W: You need to eat more fiber. There's not much fiber in chocolate covered pretzels.
V: Yeah, but they're good.
(At this point I am washing my reuseable coffee cup in the sink so that I can go and get my third cup of the day)
Me: (to the woman) you can always drink more coffee.
W: That works, but she's only ten.
Me: It's never too early to start.
W: (to me) She does like it. We try to keep it away from her. Well that's an idea.
(to the girl): You want to get one of those frappuccino things?
V: I want one.
W: Well you have to come out of the restroom.
V: Just a little more time.
W: We can always come back. Let's go get drinks, then we can come back later.
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