So this morning I stopped by McDonald's to get a cup of sweet tea to start off my Friday morning. Inside the Williamsburg McD's (by the interstate) I came across the most incredibly misplaced people I think that I have ever met. There was a group (two guys and three ladies) that seemed to be straight out of corporate America. They looked like they belonged in downtown New York City, not in the middle of eastern Iowa. They all ordered very "froofy" drinks from the new apparently hipper-than-I-realized "McCafe". I, dressed in a hoodie, shorts, and my black stocking cap that my wife so lovingly denotes makes me look like "I could knock over a liquor store", ordered my tea and walked over with my cup to fill it at the drink station to overhear the metropolitanites describe how "amazing" their drinks were, only to have one slip with the cup, miss her mouth, and spill it all over the floor. I could barely keep from bursting out laughing, especially when an additional girl, in a valley-girl cheerleader-type voice exclaimed, "Oh my god, at least you didn't get any on your sweater!"
Needless to say, I love it when God gives us little things to brighten our day :)
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