White Lotus
BLACKJACK!
Of course. Just as you think you've got the hang of things around here, the espresso machine decides to malfunction. With hot coffee dripping down your front, you silently curse the day you were born. And obviously, as you falsely presumed the day couldn't get any worse, it just so happens that it did. "Oy, you there. I need a latte. And be quick about it. Me girl is PMSing, and I've had it to here with all her complaining." A fat and tubby man stands near the register, impatiently tapping his sausage-like fingers on the counter. "I'm sorry, sir," you reply, brushing your shirt halfheartedly with a sodden towel. "If you'll just wait one moment..." "No," interrupted the man, brushing his greasy fingers into his equally greasy and thinning hair. "I'll have it now, thanks." You can't believe it. The nerve of this bloke.... Anger rising inside you, you decide to: |
A) Tell him to shove off. B) Hastily make the latte, apologizing as you go. C) Call him a sexist pig. D) Break-dance. |
