Don't serve lemon with tea?
Like pulling teeth it is, trying to get a slice with iced tea in the coffee places. Not part of the "business model" you've got to surmise. When you're under the impression it's de rigueur...
"Take your act on the road and go to Tessa's, for cryin' out loud." You know the scenario. (We hope.) Move along, pacified.
So once at Lux I need it consequently. Available, but none sliced. The barrista somewhat put out when I suggested she get to it. After a few cuts, she makes the offer. I pass along to her S.O.P. with regard to a key incision for to place the lemon slice perpendicular to the cup's lip. Might even have stated, "Presentation, my dear." Totally straight ahead.
Well, if looks could kill, whereafter modified ditzing. I figure she'd squealed to the playroom monitor and the preverts had a field day. Nothing to be done about it. Crikey! How dumb do they get?
Not only had they never worked hardware, but everything composes itself into their sexual obsession. Nothing to be done about it. Followed that up with a comment about General Giap's conniption to an adjacent occupant on the sofa. Another ditz. As if I'd hit on those twerps.
My wife'd kill me.
Like pulling teeth it is, trying to get a slice with iced tea in the coffee places. Not part of the "business model" you've got to surmise. When you're under the impression it's de rigueur...
"Take your act on the road and go to Tessa's, for cryin' out loud." You know the scenario. (We hope.) Move along, pacified.
So once at Lux I need it consequently. Available, but none sliced. The barrista somewhat put out when I suggested she get to it. After a few cuts, she makes the offer. I pass along to her S.O.P. with regard to a key incision for to place the lemon slice perpendicular to the cup's lip. Might even have stated, "Presentation, my dear." Totally straight ahead.
Well, if looks could kill, whereafter modified ditzing. I figure she'd squealed to the playroom monitor and the preverts had a field day. Nothing to be done about it. Crikey! How dumb do they get?
Not only had they never worked hardware, but everything composes itself into their sexual obsession. Nothing to be done about it. Followed that up with a comment about General Giap's conniption to an adjacent occupant on the sofa. Another ditz. As if I'd hit on those twerps.
My wife'd kill me.
And thanks, Masood.
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