Thursday morning, August
This morning had up until now, been the busiest of the week, so far. But that was usually how it went; as we got closer and closer to the weekend, the longer and longer the queues grew. I served customer after customer, stranger after stranger, and it seemed like by the time a couple of people had gotten their orders and left, another handful came in and added to the long line. Not that it bothered me. “There you go sir – your chai latte,” I said, as I placed it in front of him onto the counter.
I turned around to the cash register and the queue, when I caught sight of Minthe’s familiar face, among the bunch of people behind her. “It’s you again!” I exclaimed excitedly, a little too loud. She was stood agape: “What do you mean, ‘it’s you again’? You don’t even remember my name? Aw come on Ash, we totally had a moment that morning! It was like in a book or a scene from a movie or something!” she whined, and I couldn’t help it but to let out a laugh. “Oh, my God, I never realized you were such a dork!” Then she pouted at me. “Minthe, did you seriously just pout at me? Did you really just do that?” I said partly skeptical, other part, jokingly. And then she started smiling like a crazy person. And all that I could think was, dammit, Minthe, who wouldn’t remember your name with a smile like that, silly.
“What could I get you today?” I asked, as I stared into her eyes through her glasses. “Same as last time,” she shrugged. “Just a simple coffee, yeah?” I asked. In her big smile and nodding, I found my answer. “Yeah! Please.” I took my time making her her coffee, as I hummed along to the quiet music, coming from the speakers of every corner. Veronica came out from the backroom to assist me on the ever-growing line of (now, oops) impatient costumers. She waved at me, and I said a quick “Hey V,” her before turning back to Minthe.
“Will I see you sometime again?” I asked, constantly switching from looking up at her and then down at the coffee, again and again. “If you’re lucky..” Then we both smiled. “Very lucky..” I mumbled. And this time, I was sure. She was blushing. “Actually I, uh, had planned to have stopped by yesterday morning, but suddenly I was running late for class, so yeah..” Hearing that, made me smile this really huge smile. “Oh,” I said, as I still couldn’t wipe that goddamn smile from my lips. “But yeah, I only have morning shifts at Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays, anyway.”
I handed Minthe the to-go cup, and with her free hand, she laid out 5 bucks on the counter. I looked at her with a both questioning yet embarrassed expression – like I was caught off guard. “Oh stop it,” she laughed. “I checked for the price on one of your signs,” she winked, before disappearing in between the crowd of people.