Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Zing!

Dear Dunkin Donuts,

When I say DECAF, I mean it! I know it can be confusing to keep track of the myriad facets of my order, (large iced decaf with milk) but GET IT TOGETHER, PEOPLE, I am the only customer in the store. My arm hair is now standing on end (at least what little arm hair I have remaining, the rest having been singed off by close proximity to the flat top) and I’m racing around the apartment like a squirrel. I am going to appear to my coworkers like a cook with a nasty cocaine habit and my hands are shaking so much that I’m going to be dropping pans all afternoon.

DECAF!

Thank you,
Raisinhater

On another note – so far work is great. No crying, lots of tasty pastas to sample, left hand only partially stuck in claw-like formation.

4 Comments:

Blogger Mimi said...

I can't drink regular coffee after about 3:00, either. I tell the waitperson, "Be sure it's decaf because if it isn't, I'm going to call you at 3 am."
Enjoying your blog here in Little Egg Harbor, NJ.

11:14 AM  
Blogger Jeff in MD said...

Maybe you picked up a French accent in Paris, and htey thought you said "I'll-a take-a an ice-ed de-cafe. Wee-wee!"

Or they are just morons.

8:15 PM  
Anonymous Paz said...

LOL! Too funny!

Glad to read that work is going well for you. Did the blackout affect you?

Paz

12:56 AM  
Blogger Mona said...

it seems you're no longer blogging and that makes me sad;) i know, where have i been for the past seven months, right? i had a similar experience at starbucks this week. got regular when i asked for decaf-i was breaking out in cold sweats at work and practically crawling out of my skin-i was miserable. nobody will ever ask me at work why i don't drink decaf...hope all is well!
m

8:45 AM  

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