Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Some like it hot?

Today's question is:  Why do people want to argue when it's clear there is no argument?


Background:  Yesterday, late in the afternoon I dragged the kids by foot to the local grocery store to get a couple of items and get myself a cup of starbucks.  I just wanted a nice hot cup of latte, that's all.  I ordered up waited for him to make it and made small talk with the guy behind me in line.  When my coffee was finished I went to pick it up (no sleeve) and it wasn't even remotely hot.  I took a sip and slightly gagged (luke warm lattes gross me out).  I got the 'baristas' attention and asked him to make it a bit more hot.  This began a longer than necessary discussion/argument about how hot I really wanted it.  

He began with asking me exactly what temperature I'd like it if I didn't like it at the 160 degrees it currently was at.  

Dumbfounded, I just said "I'd like it as hot as it normally is when I get a cup of coffee here."

He said, "the normal temperature is 160 degrees, how hot do you want it?"

I said, "If the normal temperature is 160 degrees and you say this cup is normal temperature than I think your thermometer is broken."

He said, "well, how hot do you want it?"

I said again, "I want it as hot as it normally is."

He said, "it's normally 160, how hot do you want it?" (like I'm some sort of dumb ass that didn't get the question).

HUMONGOUS LY frustrated I said, "OK then, I guess I'll take it at 180, but I think your 160 thermometer is broken."

He started remaking my latte.

I added, "if the coffee was really 160, I'd burn my tongue, but this coffee isn't even hot to the touch, it tastes like it's been around for a while."

He ignored me and got me the new coffee that cup was all of 180.  I could barely touch it.

About 15 minutes later I took the first sip and boy was it good.  It was still hotter than the first cup an hour later!


Monday, September 29, 2008

Wild??

Today's question is:  Why are some kids like wild animals?


Background:  Today my little munchkins had a half day of school.  So, me being the nice mom I like to be sometimes, said they could all have a play date (they don't have school tomorrow either).  After we ate lunch 3 friends came over.  For the next 2.5 hours it was like a pack of wild animals were let loose in the house.  At one point I could only think, 45 more minutes, I can handle this for 45 more minutes, when the mom was due to pick up two of them.  The 3rd friend is fine.  But after I made them clean up the pigsty mess they made, I gave them  mandatory downtime with a movie.  Ahhhh, the sound of silence, it's just so pleasant sometimes.