On the House

“ ’the fuck is this?!” he spat out. “I ordered CAP-PU-CCI-NO.”

“THIS,” he raised the cup, “ is Café Au Lait. Too much milk!”

I told him I’ll get him a new one… first one’s on the house.

He took one look at the second cup and slammed his fist on the table. “Did I say LATTE?!!"

Apparently, the foam wasn’t thick enough.

“Dumb waitress.” he muttered.

He took a sip from the third cup. A look of satisfaction crossed his face. “Mmmm.”

I gave a thumbs up to Oleg… who zipped his pants behind the bar.