So this woman walks in and she looks sort of goofy and confused. She finally asks me for a pound of coffee beans- DECAF.
She also wants a decaf skinny latte (though I haven't brewed decaf nor have I had skim milk for a really long time). So she decided to just have a regular latte (haven't we been over this before?). Then I opened up the bucket o' decaf to shovel her pound into a bag. And, as usual, it smelled like dirty socks, was coated with rancid oils, and just generally made me upset. Why am I selling this crap? Decaffeinated coffee is a crock of shit. And this customer clearly didn't get the concept of what's happening here at DoubleShot.
Frustrated, I took her money and handed over the goods (or is it bads in this circumstance?). But as soon as she left, I took that 5 gallon bucket (still half full) of Decaf Sumatra, walked outside, and chucked it into the dumpster.
Ha!
In the dumpster. Where it belongs.
I've had it with decaf. It's dumb. And I'm not selling it any more. And you should stop drinking it.
Anyway, I felt really good after pitching the decaf in the garbage.
That's the end of my story.
And this is the last blog about decaf. Ever. Probably.