“Well, I had to write your name on the cup of your iced black tea latte, see?” He showed the cup to me and I just shrugged, saying, “Since I am the only one here, there’s no need to write my name.” Then I paid him for my order.

“Dude, you’re totally destroying coffee shop norm here, drinking tea, no writing names on cup.” The guy muttered while he was writing something on my cup, my order I guess.

“And you’re destroying coffee shop norm by not wearing your name tag.” I pointed at the empty space on his shirt. He threw his head back, laughing.

“Right, I forgot to wear it since I was in a hurry this morning. I had to wake up early because I had a morning shift and see what happened when I came here,” The guy said, his hands quickly doing their job here and there, some minutes they were at the coffee machine and then they were putting the lid on a cup in a swift motion.

“What happened?”

“You happened, duh.” The guy chuckled then handed me the cup. I reached for it then walked back and put my lazy butt on the stool again. You might be wonder what I had done with that cookie he gave me minutes ago, I ate the whole piece less than a minute but I'd like you to acknowledge that I only did that after he turned his back of course, I still had some dignity left...then my dignity was gone when he asked me if I wanted more because I enthusiastically said yes but because human were mean, he said, 'If you wanted another one you had to pay for it.'