Thursday, September 15, 2005

free trade certified

One day last week, I ventured down to the coffee shop in the courtyard of the office building where I work.

I assumed they took credit or debit cards, since, ya know, it's the 90's, but alas I had already ordered my Americano when the nice man informed me that only cash (and presumably dubloons) would be accepted. The nice man informed me that I could pay him the next time I bought coffee.

But the Americano tasted like Ameri-can't-o, so I haven't been back. I think this makes me a de facto coffee thief.