As we came back into town from a wonderful "Cracker Barrell" breakfast, we stopped at Starbucks for a late-morning post breakfast treat.
When we pulled in, there was this moderately clean cut guy sitting on a park bench dressed in a button down shirt, black jeans, and asics shoes-- for some reason I had bad feelings about this bloke. I told Tonya to go straight for the door and that I had a bad feeling about this guy.
AS SOON as I got out of the Jeep, he immediately asked me for cash. I replied, "Sorry, only carry plastic." He then responded with "How about a coffee then?" Again, I replied to this character, "Sorry, no."
Once inside, I pondered "what the heck just happened?" Tonya said, "you should have told him to get a job and buy your own five dollar Starbucks." I was blown away that a guy that was obviously not homeless, had the gall to not only ask me for cash but also for high-end trendy coffee.
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