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TIFU. Not a proud moment. Not even sure what I was thinking. My anxiety’s been so bad lately that I don’t even know why I do what I do sometimes. I was waiting for my order at Starbucks and the guy called out what I thought was my order. When he did, the kid who was in line behind me originally went to go pick it up. I asked him if he was sure that it was his—we had the same order, but in hindsight it was obviously his because the food came out at the same time. He gave it to me to look and I said “I think it’s mine,” and I walked off with it.
Why didn’t I, a fully grown adult who supposedly can be assertive, just wait and ask for another if I thought it was mine? Who knows. I got in my car and I realized that it was probably his to begin with. I made a literal child hand me his Starbucks. UGH.
TL;DR I was weirdly anxious at Starbucks and stole a kids drink.
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