My friend Bob Smith-Smith recently told me “Stanny ole boy, you should try that new Startruck place in Coma.” So I said “Startrucks? What’s that?” And he said, “it’s a coffee shop Stan and it’s really easy to get coffee there. All you need to do is go in and order. And the coffee is great–better than the diner.”
And then she pointed to the menu behind her. I’d never seen so many choices on a menu and none of them look like coffee.
Luckily I felt a hand on my shoulder and good ole Bob was behind me and he said, “what’s the matter, Stan?” And told him I just wanted some coffee but I was getting kind of lost.
Without missing a beat, Bob tells the girl behind the counter who is playing with her hair “my friend, Stan, will have a half caf, grande with a shot and skim.”