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Tuesday, September 22, 2009 No, Mocha Doesn't Actually Mean "Chocolate"  This was NOT my beverage. While at the airport this morning to see my departing visitor off to San Francisco, we stopped to grab a coffee and for a last-drink-and-a-cigarette moment. Mia ordered, as always, a cappuccino, and I ordered a mocha, a drink I've gotten maybe twice in my life. I tend to stick to straight cheap drip coffee when drinking caffeinated beverages, but today I was feeling in need of something a little sweeter. However: Upon ordering the mocha, the barista making our drinks to the left of the cashier looked up and asked me, "Do you want whip cream on your hot chocolate". I looked her in the eye for a moment and then, narrowing mine, said, "Oh... sorry. I ordered a mocha." She then glanced at me with a look that I thought was comprehension, and then after it seemed like she'd begun making my drink asked, "Well, would you like whip cream on your mocha?" "Sure," I said, smiling. In another minute after that she handed me my drink. Hot chocolate. Labels: FAIL, fucktactics, lolgore posted by Nihilist Loves Hate, Hates Everything at 9/22/2009 12:12:00 PM 0 comments |
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