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new barista in the drive-through

“Hi, my name is Darryl, and you know what I get.”

They warned me about him.

I said, “Hi, my name is Elizabeth. I’m new. I don’t know what you get.”

He was dirty. The old truck was dirty, almost as old as he was. You know: man-of-the-soil dirty.

He didn’t answer me, only smiled like I was a small child and zoomed to the next window.

“Darryl!” I hollered and then sighed. Exasperation, in this job… it came as easy as breathing. Continue reading

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