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Coffee

I stared at the cup. It wasn't a very big cup, and it was half-filled with black coffee. It wasn't a very good cup of coffee, and I realised why.

Nestled at the bottom of the cup were undisolved particles of crushed coffee powder. That kind of bugged me. Seems like I didn't stir it enough when it was hot, either that or the person who prepared it didn't. It was cold now, stirring it wouldn't do anything, but I did it anyway. Not sure what I was expecting.

The individual particles swirled around in a calm, tranquil fashion, as if to mock me for my stupidity. Should I ask for a refund? I mean I didn't even order black coffee. I asked for white. The receipt just said coffee, so I wouldn't have much evidence to back up my claim. Furthermore, I'm already half-way done with my coffee.

Asking for a refund before you start drinking: "Oh sure I'm sorry, let me get you another".

Asking when you're done with a quarter: "Um, is-is something wrong with it?".

But ask when you're half-way done and it's a "Why?". Not just that, but with a judgemental look, a cross between annoyed and suspicious.

Would it be worth it? At a usual coffee place, I guess not. But this was a fancy little cafe, with really cute Ikea pillows and really cute chairs (that probably also came from Ikea). Naturally, this would warrant selling overpriced coffee.

Hmmmmmmm.

Ask for a refund and get judged. Or swallow the bitterness of cold, overly concentrated coffee, and regret making that decision after.

The dilemma....

- EHowzer