After a delicious dinner, (e:Pyrcedgrrl) and (e:Theecarey) sit in the Elmwood Spot Coffee. The comfy velvet sofa, fragrant caffeinated beverages and lull of the crowd around them setting the scene for good conversation and people-watching.
The girls see a girl who looks a bit like someone they knew several months ago. (e:pyrcedgrrl) mentions that the girl was okay to work with, but was horrible once she was even slightly intoxicated.
Suddenly, (e:Theecarey) perks up, and in a shill voice exclaims, "Yeah! Except that time at McMonkees!" She quickly slaps a hand over ther mouth, but knows it is too late.

As if they are suddenly catapulted into a movie, time slows to a crawl; the speakers, which only seconds before had been blaring cheesy 80's tunes screech and go silent; suddenly all eyes are on them. No one says a word.

An employee hurriedly makes his way over. He states flatly that the girls will have to leave the premises immediately. (e:Pyrcedgrrl) begins to protest, and, as if on cue, 2 more employees descend upon the girls and they are snatched up by their collars and unceremoniously tossed out into the cold, damp night.

People return to their abandoned conversations, the music picks back up and all is right in Caffeine Land again.

(e:Theecarey) and (e:Pyrcedgrrl) are left with the shame and humiliation that comes with people knowing you once hung out on Chippewa--even if it was just for the free drinks.


All this actually happened...... in our warped little minds. :)