Family Ties, Or Not…
I haven’t bought a delectable coffee from a coffee shop in eons but for some reason, while doing a drive by at Mt Royal Fine Foods for lunch fodder, I was drawn to a coffee at Caribou. Just a plain lattee. Just for a treat.
And after totally boffing the daily trivia question (Polaris is in the LITTLE dipper, not the big dipper!) I handed over my new check card to the cashier.
“OH MY GOD! We have the SAME LAST NAME!” She looked at me in amazement, obviously studying my face and having a temporary panic attack that yes, her genetics might turn her into me in twenty-five years.
Right before she started to ask, I held up my hand and smiled. “Unfortunately, we don’t share any relatives”, I assured her, “I chose this last name by happenstance after a divorce because it KICKS ASS!”
She was completely impressed that I valued her name so highly.
(I left off the whole gay time-agent thing, why spoil a fun moment with the revelation of your nerdom?)
Harkness bonding over lattees. All in all, a wonderful start to the day!