Day’s Verse:
My dear children, let’s not just talk about love; let’s practice real love. This is the only way we’ll know we’re living truly, living in God’s reality.
1 John 3:18-20

Yesterday I walked into a coffee shop near 34th Ave and Meridian, near Fremont (I’m never 100% sure of where Seattle neighborhood borders begin and end; I’d have described it as Fremont, but it might be Wallingford). I had ridden my bike 17 miles from Bothell, was meeting a friend at his work nearby, and planned on riding another 17 miles home again shortly. My friend was still engaged, so I decided to kill some time eating something bready and delicious from this coffee shop nearby (there’s always a coffee shop nearby around here). I walked in, all bike-kitted out.

Me: [Pointing to an oatmeal raisin cookie] I’d like one of those big huge cookies.
Proprietor: Are you sure?
Me: [Puzzled] …Um, yes.
Proprietor: Because it’ll make you fat.
Me: [Speechless]

Even now, I’m really not sure what the proprietor was trying to tell me. None of the explanations I can think of are positive. I wish now that I had said, “You’re right! I don’t want one of your cookies. I’m going to another coffee shop instead,” or something along those lines. Instead, I paid my $2.25 (I’m telling you, if I could charge $2.25 for my cookies, I’d be rich in no time), got my cookie and left. I stood out on the veranda enjoying the meager Seattle sunshine and when I glanced back in and saw the proprietor doing something nearby, I didn’t even give him a smile.

I did smile later, though, when my friend arrived with my missing scarf. As it turns out, his roommate’s girlfriend (or mom; he wasn’t totally clear on that point) had seen the scarf in the mailbox and brought it in, thinking it was a Christmas present for one of them. The scarf has been sitting in my friend’s roommate’s room this entire time, apparently unbeknownst to the roommate. When my friend asked if his roommate had seen a scarf, the roommate said no. However, the authentic Scottish Ferguson tartan scarf is safely home again after a little over a month of adventures. I’m sewing a tag with my name and phone number on it after this.

Oh, and the cookie hasn’t had any negative effects. Yet.

One thought on “What the Coffee Shop Proprietor Said

  1. The weirdest thing about him saying that to you about the cookie is that it’s not esspecially beneficial to sales to try to talk people OUT of buying your products!

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