overheard in a coffee shop
Guy in frayed shorts, on the computer and the cell phone simultaneously: “You know ____ _____? Her first kiss was in a church, during a lock-in. Let me see what else . . . she’s wearing black underwear right now . . . the last time she cried was last night. That’s kinda sad . . . No, she’s not online.”
This same coffeeshop, the other day, the teenage barista asked her friends, loudly enough for the entire coffeeshop to hear, if they [SPOILER] when [SPOILER] [SPOILER] at the end of the latest Harry Potter book. Fortunately I was the only person there at that time, and I’m not a Potter fan. Had I been, I might well have throttled her and expected to be acquitted by a jury of my peers.
Apparently there is something about the coffee here that does not compel discretion.
(As for which coffeeshop, y’all are free to guess. Hint: not Starbucks. Hint #2: not Octane.)
Well, we knew it wasn’t Octane. No way anyone there would be so tacky as to yell out the spoilers in the new Harry Potter… even if they were reading it.
I’m guessing – JavaVino?
I bet they can’t hire teenagers at JavaVino. Or, at least, don’t.