A regular day in the Destiny Cafe for me usually goes a little something like this:

Me: "Good morning! How are yo--"

Customer: "Large mocha."

Me: "Ah, yes, I'm feeling more like a small chai myself, thank you."

Customer: "What?"

Me: "What was the name for that mocha again?"

In all honesty, you lose hope for humanity when it comes to working in customer service, but every now and then you get those rare gems that walk through your door and make you believe again... Even if it's just for ten seconds.

 But you have to believe that one day you'll wake up in your own apartment, with a stable office job, rent and bills being paid without a hitch, and enough money for tasty meals in your tummy. But most of all, relief that you made it through these soul-crushing years of our lives that are our 20s.