Perplexed

I was down at the local shopping centre earlier today. I was feeling pretty average, and my wife kindly made me go and sit down at a cafe while she did the first part of the shopping. This particular centre was a little short on decent places for coffee, so Gloria Jeans was the best I could find.

Yes, I am a coffee snob.

At the counter, I ordered a macchiato. That’s a shot of espresso, plus a dash of frothed milk on top. I started to suspect that things might not work out for the best when the conversation went like this:

Me: “A macchiato please, to have here.”

Shop assisstant: “Sure. Would you like that in a mug?”

Me: (perplexed). “Ummm…” (holding fingers up, about 2cm apart), “A macchiato is about this big.”

Shop assisstant: “Yes, but we also do them in mugs.”

Me: “Ummm… no, a small glass will be fine.”

I know that upsizing things is all the rage in chain stores, but needing a mug for what is a very tiny drink seems, to me at least, to be indicating that priorities are a little askew.