I haven't been to my Coffee Kiosk in awhile. It's a little drive-thru coffee place right outside my office. I've been frequenting the hot-Spanish-man clad coffee cafe by my house instead.
But this morning, I pulled up to the Kiosk and saw my favorite girl. She glanced over in between espresso-making and writing another order and sort of squinted her eyes at me...."16oz Iced Coffee, a little bit of soy?"
Being validated at the coffee shop with someone remembering your order is almost like that cute boy in 8th grade smiling at you from across the hall. So short and sweet, but warms the heart all the same.