The coffee shop wasn't busy. As I approached the door, a man walking from the other direction held it open for me and smiled. He must have noticed the pizza box.
As soon as I get inside, the guy rushes past me so he can order first. I think, "Okay, maybe he's in a hurry."
He places his order and they make it. He doesn't even look at his hot chocolate sitting on the counter; he just stands there texting.
They take my order and make my coffee. The guy is still texting. He wasn't in a hurry. He's just a dick.
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