Service

There is a very disgruntled man who works at the Wright Cup. It's understandable, he's a middle aged man serving smoothies to college kids, so I don't try to give him too much grief.

But today, I had the sneaking suspicion that he has a personal hatred for me.

Reason number one: I was standing in line, and he walks up to me, and stares at me. Completely silent. I was all like "is it my turn to order?" and he, very grumpily goes "yes."

Reason number two: When I ordered a Reese's Cup shake, he rolled his eyes and made a very, very distinct groan of disgust. I gave him grace there. I'm sure it's super popular and he doesn't like making it. Whatever.

Reason number three: He didn't even make me a Reese's Cup shake. He made me an Oreo shake. American problem, I know. So I didn't say anything. I can be a big girl and eat Oreo's instead of Reese's.

Reason number four: When I got my change back, it was supposed to be $16.75. He only gave me $15.75. And he even said "$16.75" when he handed me back my change, a whole dollar short. When I was all like "Hey, this is only $15.57" he rolled his eyes, as if he was trying to pull one past me.

Needless to say, I was extremely displeased. And I get that being a man of that age in that job can't be the most exciting or prideful thing, but seriously? Seriously.

I was all ready to leave and never think about it again. Until I saw something. And what I saw, scared the crap out of me.

On his name tag on his hat it read "DR HOWARD".

This is the part of the movie when the camera zooms in on the "DR" while dramatic music plays.

Is this guy really a Dr? Like... I don't know. Maybe it's his name, like not Doctor, but the actual initials D.R. Maybe he IS the Doctor. You know, the time traveling alien who traverses the galaxy and recently got some metanarrative plot lines? Except I've never seen the Doctor so upset about a milk shake, and I'm pretty sure he can do math.

The whole thing literally terrified me. Here I am, in college with absolutely no idea what I want to do with my life, being served ice cream by a man who, for all I know, has Ph.D.

Can that really happen? Like, can you get all the education you want and still not go anywhere? I was recently told a story about a guy who graduated from Harvard Law and was living in a homeless shelter, dancing for change. I chose not to believe it, but after what happened to me today I'm thinking it might be true.

I don't know. The whole thing was just surreal and upsetting and I don't even know what to make of it.

So now, looking back, I guess he has pretty good reason to be pissed.

Unless his name is just D.R. I really hope that's the case...