Well, today was a follow-up to a strange sleepless night.
Awake till after midnight;
Awake at 3:30 a.m. and finally up at 5:00;
Back to bed at 7:00;
Slept till 11:00 a.m.
No wonder when I ordered at Starbucks I asked for a "Tall, vente, decaf mocha."
Confused the heck out of the clerk on the other end of the speaker.
I got a tall. I guess if there is any question, they honor the first word spoken.
L. noticed what I said, but apparently he is so afraid of my wrath,
he never did tell me of my mistake!
I didn't realize it till after I got home. I then called the shop
and told them I was the nitwit who ordered two sizes for one cup.
The barista laughed and said they were a little confused.
Just another day in the life of an aging nutt.