Coffee & More...

The CS frequents his local coffee shop in order to satisfy a crack like caffeine habit in the early a.m.

And while I thought my line of work was cutthroat enough, one should see the vultures at this establishment before they get their morning caffeine hook- up. It is harder to find a more viscous bunch jockeying for position in line. Makes you want to stick a caffeine I.V. into them in the hopes that they quickly return to the cordial people you assume they otherwise are.

Banter with coffee shop staff has progressed into what appeared to be harmless flirting. Recent flirting with one of these employee,"Daphene," escalated and I now often receive free coffee and inconspicuously by-pass the vulture line. Although there is still nothing more overt then the flirting and the free coffee, I am not quite sure whether her gesture is one of "hey, when are we gonna meet after work," or that of a nice person who appreciates when one doesnt bark at her when ordering coffee. Iam usually good at deciphering code, but I am not yet quite sure in this instance.

Now, she is definitely my "type." An attractive girl, with a pretty face, good body (and a great butt that is even apparent in those Khakis the Shop makes them wear), and appears to be in her late twenties. But the inclination is to let matters lye on this one rather than to delve deeper with Daphene. Since I have been preoccupied with escapades as it is, proceeding further may cross the line from occasional fling, to complete pre-occupation with chasing skirt.

As I am not yet sure of the meaning to the free coffee, or what I will do with Daphene, if anything, your comments and suggestions are always appreciated. Even those that will invariably tell me to "go home and fuck [my] wife instead."