Black Coffee
I rolled my eyes in exasperation. ‘You do realize that I’ve asked you for coffee creamer twice now, right?’ The young waitress paused for a moment. Then her eyes went wide. ‘Oh, my gawd, I am so sorry, ma’am. I’ll get it for you right now!’ She was barely out of high school and looked harried, but my patience was at an end. ‘Don’t bother. Just send the manager.’ The waitress was nearly my age, and apparently thought that might make it possible for her to play me. ‘Oh! Look…you don’t have to...