At the Coffee Shop
Andrew, Lucy, and I sit in a busy Paradiso when the music is turned down and a barista asks if Lucinda Cross is still there. It takes me a fraction of a second to misinterpret the question to mean that the barista is telling the customers that Lucinda Williams is there. I scan the tables to see if she really is. Andrew, on the other hand, is not at all confused by this and immediately points at Lucy and yells, "It's her! There she is!" The coffee shop is completely quiet as Lucy stands up and walks to the counter as I dissolve into laughter.
posted by Ellen at 1:36 PM
4 Comments:
I am at the coffee shop.
I'm in a coffee shop too. And feeling oppressed by an old man with an opinion on the democratic candidates and a position on health care.
Yell something.
that's really funny. What would you do if you did see Lucinda Williams at a coffee shop?
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