Just now, I stopped by my local Starbucks to grab a pick me up espresso for the afternoon.
As I’m walking into the store, there’s a panhandler, dirty, kid about 20. Little cardboard sign, ratty clothes. He quietly asks if I can buy him “a coffee.”
Normally I say no or ignore, but a coffee? Why not. I say “you want a coffee? Sure kid. What size?”
His response: “ just a small mocha cookie crumble”.
“What?”
He repeats it.
I just started laughing out loud. “You’re kidding me?”
“No sir.”
“You really want some sugar, huh. Ok. Give me a minute.”
I’m sitting here waiting for it to be made. Anyone want to guess what it cost me?
As I’m walking into the store, there’s a panhandler, dirty, kid about 20. Little cardboard sign, ratty clothes. He quietly asks if I can buy him “a coffee.”
Normally I say no or ignore, but a coffee? Why not. I say “you want a coffee? Sure kid. What size?”
His response: “ just a small mocha cookie crumble”.
“What?”
He repeats it.
I just started laughing out loud. “You’re kidding me?”
“No sir.”
“You really want some sugar, huh. Ok. Give me a minute.”
I’m sitting here waiting for it to be made. Anyone want to guess what it cost me?