Episode 5: At Dunkin' Donuts, Jeff says, "at least it didn't spill on my computer"

Jeff orders an iced latte, in autumn.  I order a pumpkin latte, hot, not cold. No extra sugar.  Jeff likes sugar.  Jeff is a sugar-addict.
When the coffee girl delivered my order to the cashier while announcing, "One gingerbread latte", the cashier got mad and hollered back, "I said, One pumpkin latte, no sugar!"  She had yelled at the coffee girl for me.
I would have taken the gingerbread latte; I think it has the same syrup in it as the pumpkin.
Pumpkin lattes are delicious in the fall time.
I don't know how Jeff drinks cold coffee in the cold weather.
He says, "It's not that I don't like hot coffee; I prefer it iced."
Ok.
We waited for about ten minutes, but maybe I exaggerate. I just wanted my coffee so that I could go home and relax.
My coffee arrived; Jeff and I left.
I drank my coffee, it was cold.
I complained for a little bit, then we were home.
The Dunkin' Donuts we go to is not too far away; about a ten minute walk.
"Ten minutes" is earth-talk for, "not so far, not so long." It's like saying, "I'll be just a minute."
 If the cashier had told me, "I'm sorry, there was a mistake which we are taking care of right now.  It should be no more than ten minutes." I would have said, "Ten minutes!"
"Ten minutes" only works in certain situations.  Not a coffee shop.
When Jeff and I got home, I went into the kitchen to re-heat my coffee; if it was ever heated to begin with.
People boil milk in order to make cheese. When I boiled my milk, the milk steamed over and spilled all over the stove. When I went to move the sauce pan from the stove, the milk continued to spill over and onto the floor. Some got into my dishwashing gloves.
I cleaned up the mess and poured my pumpkin latte into a pink teacup that my brother just now broke.  He knocked over his tea with his elbow. I used a swiffer wipe to clean the floor.  He used a white towel with a little bit of soap and water to clean up the couch.
The floor is still wet and drying.
I was sitting on his bed when it happened. I also had some tea with me. I said, "Ok, after that, I'm definitely going to take all necessary precautions." I went to get a book and a coaster to both serve as a coaster to my cup of tea.  When I sat down on his bed, the tea began to spill.  A little bit got on his bed. I cleaned it up. Now I'm sitting at my desk, where I should be when I drink tea and write.

The pumpkin latte syrup was delicious. It was hard to enjoy, with a cheese film floating at the top.