I had decaf once. Once.
It’s subtle but I don’t think Alex’s brother likes Alex’s coffee.
There, there, Alex. I’m sure this is a situation that can be fixed by a couple cups of coffee. From another coffee shop. Send your brother to Starbucks.
Partner: they don’t wear aprons?
Partner: I’d worry about spills, but okay. At least they’re wearing name tags.
Me: the name tags just say, “hi. I work here.”
Partner: … why?
Me: when I worked in a fabric store as a teen … (launches in a tale where the only customers who ever call you by your name are the ones who want you to follow them around the store so they can use you as a living shopping cart instead of, you know, actually getting a shopping cart).
(not that I’m still bitter about that)
That reminds me: I need another cup of coffee.
Let’s be honest: I usually do ;)
On occasion, my body decides that seven-to-eight hours of sleep isn’t enough. It needs twelve-fourteen hours. Today was such a time o_O
Me: but I need to put up my comic!
Partner: it’s Cogsworth!
Me: no, he’s not Cogsworth. He’s … Koffee.
Me: yes. Because his head’s kinda shaped like a cup.
Partner: bodice ripper! Oh man, that’s great. I can’t wait to hear what other writing terms Thayer has applied to the people he’s fought before.
Me: … yeah. I bet they’ll be hilarious too. *starts trying to figure out other writing terms to use*
I’m currently munching on a ham and asparagus pizza that I got at the Country Gourmet yesterday. OMG, it’s yummy. I should have Thayer and Mystery go get some sometime.