This morning I woke up three hours early, before I normally have to be at school. So, I decided to go downtown to a little coffee place called The Java Joint. I normally go there about twice a week when I don't have to be in class just to grab a bagel and a cup of coffee and maybe catch up on my homework.
I realized that they had a new menu, including lattes and cappuccinos along with their usual hot or iced coffees and smoothies. So, knowing I usually enjoy latte's, I ordered a 20 oz caramel flavored latte with foam. A few minutes later, my order was ready. Let me tell you that it was the best latte I've ever had. EVER.
So I drank the whole 20 oz, and ordered another. I couldn't help myself. I paied the woman at the counter, and left with the warm caffinated drink in my hand.
As I walked down the sidewalk, past the drugstore and the Balloon Lady's shop to where I had parked, I noticed a strange man standing inches away from my car, peering into the back seat. For what? I have no idea. So, feeling a little too awkward, I walked past the man, and pretended that car wasn't mine -- and I'm guessing he was pretending it was his because he didn't budge as I walked by.
As soon as I had made it safely around the corner, I hid behind some bushes in the alleyway, and proceeded to spy on the man. It looked now as if he were trying to open the back door. In fact, he tried opening all the doors, which had been locked. And, just for fun, I decided to press the panic button. He.freaked.out. And he sprinted out of there as fast as his little old legs could take him.
Best moment of my life.
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