Rooted

Adventures in Americanos, Coffee Shops and Barber Chairs

“I’d like an extra-hot pumpkin spice latte with extra whipped cream and a caramel drizzle.”

“Sure. That will be… wait. What?!”

“Just seeing if you were paying attention,” I laughed as they handed me the black, iced americano they started making when I entered.

“I was so confused there for a second,” they said with a relieved smile.

It’s an odd, out-of-plac…