I think my news years resolution should be to work on my enunciation. Heck, I’m a writer not a speaker — but things being as they are, you know, self-improvement and the drive to better and brighter futures, I think it’s something I should work on.
For example, this morning…
This morning I wandered over to Tim Hortons for a cup of coffee, a semi-regular morning ritual. Sometimes I drink the office brew. Sometimes I brew my own. Occasionally, and mostly rarely, I stop at Starbucks and try one of their blends. But about once or maybe twice a week I cross the road to Timmy’s and get an extra-caffienated cup. This morning was such a morning…. and being as the Tim’s across the way is one of the busiest in Edmonton, regularly lined up out the door, a progressive, no-nonsense ordering system is understood by those who frequent. The line-up moves quickly as one is to step to the next available grumpy old woman working the register, state one’s order, pay, and step to the right to receive the purchased goods. Somewhere in that procedure the order is translated from me to the cashier and the cashier to the pourer, ultimately resulting in a cup of coffee less than thirty seconds after ordering.
I usually take my coffee black with one sugar.
I stepped to the counter this morning, said in (perhaps) a not-so-clear mumble: “Large coffee, one sugar.”
“One forty.” The cashier grumbled and I paid.
But then, as I was dutifully stepping to the right, she turned and said to the pourer (and I heard her clearly and distinctly, though it took a few moments to register) : “Large, four sugars.”
I hestiated. Blinked. Laughed a little private laugh, thinking who the heck would order a coffee with four sugars? And I took the cup and walked away.
Sitting at my desk this morning, one very cold walk later, I sipped the brew. It was a little on the sweet side.
Maybe I need to make the new years resolution to be a little more reactive to my environment. That would help, too.