Starbucks

I’m staring out the window, hands in pockets of my coffee stained green apron.  Three women walk through and each stares up at the menu board mouths gaping in concentration.  I can practically hear their sound bites floating around the cafe.

Caloric content-

White mocha?-

What’s a-

How much-

Skim and sugar-free-

I always wonder what they’re off to next. Husbands? Families? Shopping?

They all stand there in such comic stance that I can’t resist sketching them as I wait for them to order.

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