How much (bad*) coffee do you have to drink so that when you sit at a two seater bench on the lirr your benchmate can smell it on you while leaning away from you as if it is some kind of aggressive perfume?
*As some of you know, I am not much of a coffee drinker. I drink the black gold but rarely, but when I do it better be good. So I'm picky. And the coffee addicts- err... drinkers around me are selective too.
So I can say with certainty, the scent was crappy coffee. Next time, please lady, smell like better coffee. Thanks.*
It might be wise to cut down a little.
And maybe never wear that outfit in public either.
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