In honor of National Coffee Day, I’m reposting a transcript of one of those random coffee shop encounters I experienced while writing.
A real and random conversation with a middle-aged guy in a coffee shop:
“Hi. Are you Scottish?”
“Uh? Do you mean because of my hair? I dyed it…”
“No, but your hair looks nice. I’m trying to figure out which country makes the most potatoes. He said Scottland.”
“I dunno. Ireland, maybe?”
“Ireland—see, that’s what I said, too. My dad’s Irish and he’s got the best potato recipes.”
“Oh, uh. Let me check my phone….
….you’re not going to believe this.”
“China? Wow. Well, thanks for looking that up. Name’s Ray.”
Then he gave me a fist bump and walked out the door with his coffee.