Green tea??

A few nights ago I went out to supper with a girlfriend.  We drove to a nearby town and sat out on a sunny patio, sipping wine and eating good food.  It was one of those last minute decisions and those always seem to be the most fun.  

After dinner we walked about town for a few minutes, popped into a couple of stores and undoubtably entertained the staff with our witty banter.  Lol  Then we decided to make our final stop the cute, quirky little Coffee House.  There is usually an assortment of interesting patrons.  Plus they were setting up for a street festival so in front of the coffee house was an army of hot young men setting up the festival tents.  So naturally we were drawn to watching them.  Nothing like a pair of Cougars drooling over young men eh!!

But I'm getting distracted from my story.  Inside the coffee house we were the only customers.  We ordered a moccachino and a decaf latte.  Nothing too complicated right?  I mean it is a coffee house.....and we were the only customers.    We said we were going outside to sit at the sidewalk cafe tables and she said she would bring them out.   As we walked outside I whispered "they don't seem like the sharpest knives in the drawer". (And I wasn't far wrong)

Eventually she comes out with our drinks.  The coffee was slopped all over the sides of the mug, the foam had all disappeared and there was no pretty powdered stencil design on top.  I took a sip and mine was cold - like a few degrees past luke warm.  My friend picked up her mug and made a face. "The cup doesn't feel like its been washed".  Yuck!   So she takes them both back inside.  The waitress comes back out, tells us she will comp the drinks and make us fresh ones.  These ones arrived warm but the cups still felt icky and the coffee was still slopped over the sides.  

At this point we are laughing and just enjoying the view of the army of muscular young men in front of us.  Now, since we arrived nobody ( I mean nobody) has come inside.  After a few minutes, this "waitress" comes out carrying a teapot and cup.  She looks at our table (with a somewhat stunned, blank look). "Your green tea??"   

.........uhh, No.  Now she is confused and re-enters the shop.  Who was she making this tea for??  There was nobody there.  I wonder if they were smoking that green tea in there?   I'm sure they were smoking something.

Well, at least the night was entertaining.