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TIFU and it's benign but impectful. I dropped a decaf americano on the floor after the first sip.

After staring the day at 6am, finishing up packing my entire life up in a pod to move cross country, having a flight canceled 30 min before boarding, shuffling to find a pet friendly hotel for the night, and picking up some cat necessities at target, i sat down at a starbucks. I never go to starbucks. But i went to this starbucks and ordered a decaf americano. I was elated to recieve the black gold and upon taking one sip I was sent on a journey. Then my uber arrived to return to the hotel and as i sar up in ernest i knocked my drink on the floor. I watched in slow motion as the moment shattered the viel of happiness i felt only swcond prior. It hit the ground and spread. I wanted to cry but didn't i sadly told the lady who took my order and I said that I was sorry. While walking out to meet my uber on the ladies making coffee asked if thst giy jsut dropped his entire coffee and walked out. I didnt have the heart to respond and sadly waited outside as the sun beat down on me for the remaining 49 seconds before my uber pulled up. It sank in deeper and deeper as he drove. He asked why didnt you get another I could have waited. In my shame I said the moment has passed. i looked into thr sky aimlessly and he even asked if i wanted to stop to get another i said that it was ok and fate had betrayed me.

TL;DR: I dropped my decaf americano and was depressed. When offered a solution i turned it down and got more depressed.

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