How Do I Know You Again...
/So many people pass through my doors that even as charming as I’m sure you are(n’t), it’s inhumanly impossible, yes, even for Coffee Girl, to remember your face, name and drink…especially at rush hours.
Read MoreSo many people pass through my doors that even as charming as I’m sure you are(n’t), it’s inhumanly impossible, yes, even for Coffee Girl, to remember your face, name and drink…especially at rush hours.
Read MoreWho is coffee girl? Many, many regulars have tried to ask me that question. I usually just shrug, force a smile, hand over their morning lattes, and duck behind the counter. Like most lifers in the service industry, I pretend these questions don’t exist- I’d rather steam up creamy foam for you than think about my grubby refrigerator- box-style-life and how I had no choice but to don an apron all those once-upon- a-times ago.
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