Pete: Man, I’ve been working my arse off all day. I think it’s time for a break. I think I might grab a coffee from that little café around the corner.
Pete leaves his house and walks down the street and enters the café. He picks a nice quiet out-of-the-way table near the window and sits down as the waiter walks over.
Waiter: Hey, how’s it going? Are you here for lunch or were you just after a coffee?
Pete: Hey. I’m just going to grab a coffee if that’s alright.
Waiter: Absolutely. What can I get you?
Pete: Well, I usually have a cappuccino or latte, but I’m pretty open-minded when it comes to coffee. What do you recommend I should try from here?
Waiter: Hmmm… good question. I might quickly ask the barista as this is her specialty, not mine. Just give me a tick.
The waiter walks over to the coffee machine and has a quick chat with the barista, then heads back over to Pete’s table.
Pete: How’d you go?
Waiter: Okay, so she reckons her macchiato is the best in the town, though, she does make mean flat white as well.
Pete: Mmmm… tough choice. I might have to go with the macchiato then.
Waiter: Too easy. I’ll bring it over shortly.
Pete: Cheers, mate. Thanks.
5 minutes later
Waiter: Alright, here’s your flat white. So, just that for today?
Pete: Ah… I think there may have been a mix-up. I was after the macchiato instead of the flat white.
Waiter: Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I think I must’ve mixed the two up in my head when I put the order through. I’ll get her to make it for you now. Sorry about that.
Pete: All good. I’m not in a rush. Don’t stress.
5 minutes later, again.
Waiter: Okay, hopefully, I got it right this time. Here’s your macchiato.
Pete: Actually, I might go the flat white.
Waiter: Are you serious? Haha
Pete: Nah, I’m just screwing with you, man. Thanks a lot.
Waiter: No worries. Enjoy.