Lady brings the paper up to the counter. Reads it while I make her coffee. I’m ringing her up.
Me: So that’ll be a coffee and the paper?
Lady: Oh no, I’m not buying the paper.
Lady: I just want to read it.
Isn’t that a little like saying, “I don’t want to buy the coffee, I just want to drink it?”
A man walks in, goes straight to the condiments, grabs a huge handful of sugar packets, and heads for the door.
Him: (turns around) Yeah?
Me: Can I help you?
Him: (approaches counter) My friend got coffee here earlier.
Me: …And he needs sugar?
Him: No, I need sugar.
Me: (takes about 30 packets out of his hand, leaving him with four) And you may have it.