Shaken, not StirredA Chapter by Shy Joe
Okay. So there I am at McDonald's ordering my favorite drink, medium mocha frappe with a shot of expresso. And the girl taking my order says, "Mmm. Shot of expresso.". While looking at me and smiling. And I'm all like, "Ya. Shot of expresso.".
So I've paid for my order now and I watch her go over there to the Frappuccino making Whatchamacallit machine. I watch her put a shot of expresso into my drink, look at me in a Smiley bubbly way, and add a second shot of expresso to my drink. I'm thinking to myself, is this the McDonald's version of a sultry bartender? Is this supposed to loosen me up? Anyways, I walked out of there bewildered and Confused, and now I'm heavily caffeinated and don't know what to do with myself. Welcome to My Life. © 2018 Shy Joe |
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