Thst dude might have been one of those obsessive compulsive germaphobes too.
Yes, but the funny thing was he looked borderline homeless, he was so dirty looking.
Maybe it took him 2 hours to come up with the money for that coffee, so it's imparative that it's perfect. -Even the slightest touch of a windbreaker will offset the beverage....or he's a weirdo or an asshole.
Maybe he has very little say in anything and what little power as a consumer he has he abuses in order to compensate for his inability to control his own destiny.
Wow. You just blew my mind. Funny thing, that explains... SO much. It explains the existence of many assholes on some level.
There are a couple of donut shops near my 'hood.They've stopped selling the day-olds. :(I guess I can look on the bright side, nobody's coattails flirted with my coffee.
I lived with an obsessive compulsive. He was filthy. So, who knows? He could be one.
Nope.I just figured it out, guys....A jacket killed his mother.
I was stung by a yellow jacket once.....*haunted stare*
I love your spontaneous autobiographical bits, Mike.
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