Code word: Caramel Macchiatto

Jodi and I were talking about relationships the other morning before we opened for the coffeeshop for business...
"i don't think I know how to flirt anymore," i say, "or, how to recognize if anyone's flirting with me."
She laughs and says, Oh, trust me,you do." "Really?"i say, thinking she's so full of shit.

"We'll have a code, something fake but real coffee-like sounding,. I know, I''ll say caramel macchiatto when a maybe comes in and then you just let go."

So the whole day goes by, and not one damned "caramel machiatto "type appears...only the regulars; guys who touch your collar telling you they're fixing it, or the married ones who talk to your tits, or those who say "gee Mary, divorce must be good for you..you sure are looking good,...

then there is the one who week after week opens his from across the street bakery wax paper bag and takes out a sugar glazed maple stick, stuffs half of it in his mouth and then turns to me and says..."wanna bite of my stick?"
I back away and stare back... " Oh, hell no," i say, I'd rather hang myself ...

Sofar, not one friggin caramel macchiatto..
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