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In which my husband saves Christmas (or Christmas music)
The other day, my husband was sitting at a coffee shop trying to work and enjoy his drink. There was a grouchy older couple that had other ideas. The wife wasn't so bad and from what I was told, would stop her husband from going and confronting people on stupid things if he announced what he was going to do first. If he didn't, though, she'd just watch while he went into it.
My husband ordered his drink and sat down and he could hear these two order their drinks. They obviously didn't know a lot about coffee, but were very particular about instructing the barista about how to do it. We all know the type.
Then, the old guy got it in his head that he's had enough of the Christmas music playing over the sound system.
OG = Old Guy
B = Barista
OGW = Old Guy's wife
H = the Hero. My husband
OG: And can't you do something about this music? Why don't you play something better?
B: Um, this is what they give us to play.
OG: That's a lame excuse. You need to play something better!
The poor barista is flabbergasted and doesn't know what to say. She even tries to find some other music, but with no results. He's not taking it well. Then awkward silence ensues in which everyone is waiting for this guy to explode.
H: Why don't we take a vote?
OG: What?
H: We should take a vote to see who likes the music. Everybody, raise your hand if you like the music here. :raised hand:
Customers around the shop all raised their hands. The old guy's wife raised her hand.
H: Who doesn't like the music?
Hands go down and the old guy raises his hand alone. He starts to get upset when his wife pipes up.
OGW: You're out-voted.
He had no choice but to shut up about it. Later, as my husband left the coffee shop, he was getting nods and thumbs up from random customers.
Is it any wonder why I love this guy?
My husband ordered his drink and sat down and he could hear these two order their drinks. They obviously didn't know a lot about coffee, but were very particular about instructing the barista about how to do it. We all know the type.
Then, the old guy got it in his head that he's had enough of the Christmas music playing over the sound system.
OG = Old Guy
B = Barista
OGW = Old Guy's wife
H = the Hero. My husband
OG: And can't you do something about this music? Why don't you play something better?
B: Um, this is what they give us to play.
OG: That's a lame excuse. You need to play something better!
The poor barista is flabbergasted and doesn't know what to say. She even tries to find some other music, but with no results. He's not taking it well. Then awkward silence ensues in which everyone is waiting for this guy to explode.
H: Why don't we take a vote?
OG: What?
H: We should take a vote to see who likes the music. Everybody, raise your hand if you like the music here. :raised hand:
Customers around the shop all raised their hands. The old guy's wife raised her hand.
H: Who doesn't like the music?
Hands go down and the old guy raises his hand alone. He starts to get upset when his wife pipes up.
OGW: You're out-voted.
He had no choice but to shut up about it. Later, as my husband left the coffee shop, he was getting nods and thumbs up from random customers.
Is it any wonder why I love this guy?
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