Funny espresso rant

Jeff Simmermon recounts his recent experience with a snobbish barista at Murky Coffee in Arlington, VA.
200807141145.jpg I just ordered my usual summertime pick-me-up: a triple shot of espresso dumped over ice. And the guy at the counter looked me in the eye with a straight face and said "I'm sorry, we can't serve iced espresso here. It's against our policy."

The whole world turned brown and chunky for a second. Flecks of corn floated past my pupils, and it took me a second to blink it all away.

"Okay," I said, "I'll have a triple espresso and a cup of ice, please." He rolled his eyes and rang it up, took my money, gave me change. I stood there and waited. Then the barista called me over to the bar. I reached for it, and he leaned over and locked his eyes with mine, saying "Hey man. What you're about to do ... that's really, really Not Okay."

Murky Coffee, Arlington: Hold That Espresso Between Your Knees (And I Am Not Lying)
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