Dull Coffee Story

This morning I got out of bed at 9.50 and almost made it to work by 10.00. I ordered a coffee from the near by shop on the way and asked them to "run it down to Metaphysical Gifts". I explained how late I was. The waitress was new there. I hadn't seen her before. She was a nice, young blonde with a fresh face and a genuine smile (which is pretty darn rare around these parts). "That won't be a problem" she assured me. I didn't catch her name.