Resilience #56 One Becomes Two

Today, I managed to order two lattes.

Not intentionally, you understand. There’s only one of me, and being a caffeine lightweight, I tend to moderate my intake.

I thought I’d treat myself whilst waiting for my flight. It all felt very grown-up; I was revelling in the role of international globe-trotting jetsetter.

And then I accidentally ordered two coffees, which was something of a reality check.

To be clear, there wasn’t even a language barrier. The lady serving me spoke perfect English. 

Thinking about it, I’m sure she asked if I wanted my receipt, to which I managed to reply, ‘I’m going to sit over there’.

So that’s me, right now: not quite getting it right. I thought I’d share it in case anyone else manages to lurch from the sublime to the ridiculous, but I can’t seem to log-in to the free airport Wi-Fi.

Maybe it’s just me.

Will