The Coffee Lie

So here’s my secret coffee thing. I work at this hip café downtown, and there are all these people who come in every day and act like they’re super into specialty drinks, macchiatos with foam hearts and all that jazz. And sometimes, when it’s really busy or I just don’t feel like dealing with the pretense of coffee culture, I slip and order a regular ol’ drip coffee from the back room instead. Yeah, I know, but it’s my little rebellion against fancy lingo and overly complicated orders.