I’m working at this massive old manor house at the moment. It’s converted into apartments.
I’m doing some repairs and renovation to the old Oak ‘porch’ for want of a better word. It’s posher than that.
The other day this dude from one of the apartments randomly bought me a hot drink.
How nice I thought as I chatted to him gratefully, catching sight of the unsolicited beverage from the corner of my eye.
Thing is, and at the risk of sounding ungrateful, it’s instant coffee (I’m a member of STW ffs), in a Styrofoam cup, with milk in it, and sweetner too! Do you even artisan roast bro? 😉
Customers making you drinks is great, but…
Where he got this idea of what combo I’d drink I don’t know. I mean my company is actually called Blackteaonesugar, and it’s written all over my van parked yonder 😂
Needless to say, a bit after he went away I tipped it away and carried on working. I mean, is that actually classed as a drink?
Trouble is, he’s now bringing me more. I don’t want to seem ungrateful or hurt his feelings so obviously I can’t say anything now. It’s gone too far. I should have said something right away.
I’ll have to just keep pouring it away discreetly this whole week.
No real point to this, except, have you ever persisted pretending to be grateful for something which you don’t like, and it’s gone too far to change?…and, does instant coffee kill grass?