7/31/2005
My wife and I were able to find a babysitter and escape for a movie last night. We saw “Must Love Dogs,” which we both enjoyed. I’m a longtime Cusack fan.
Anyway, Julie and I went in to the theatre before getting any concessions. After we found a seat, I went back out to the concession area to get a soda for us. When it was my turn, I told the guy behind the counter, “a diet please.”
I love that about getting a diet soda, by the way. You just order a “diet” and you avoid that annoying question, “is Diet Pepsi/Coke okay?” When I ask for a “diet,” I’m simply saying, “give me whatever diet you’ve got.” Simple!
This time, however, I was in for a surprise. He looked back and asked, “caffeine free or regular?” I paused, confused but not confused. I knew that they had caffeine free regular and diet, I just wasn’t prepared to have my streamlined request process challenged.
So I said to him, “Regular Diet” please. See how quickly I can adjust to change?
But it sounded so STRANGE. Regular Diet?
Then I had a vision of one day walking up to that same counter and having to say something fancy, similar to what I hear at Starbucks all the time. Instead of having to say something like, “I’ll take a grande half-caf mocha latte with skim; no foam,” I’ll have to say something like, “I’ll take a large half-cal, no caff, classic zero with lime; no foam.”
It could happen, and I hate getting all fancy over a drink! Sighhh… Even ordering soda is complicated these days.
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