Out of it

Oh how I wished we still had medieval rules/code of conduct. I thought this to myself as I handed the cup of hot lava to the barista at Barnes and Noble. “Please will you pour some of this out, I didn’t want to pour it in your trash can and it is very hot.” It grabs the molten coffee from me with a scowl and pours some out handing it back to me with an eye roll. I took the coffee with my off hand and drew my broadsword with my weapon hand. The point appeared millimeters from his neck. “You need to learn some manners young servant boy.” He froze in his tracks and begged, “I am so sorry my liege, I promise to serve with enthusiasm and fervor from this day forth.” I returned my broadsword and returned to reality, having a strong grip on my iPhone. “Let that be a lesson to you”, I said leaving the counter with my coffee. He replied with an, “Oooo kkk…”

I really need to cut back on the pain meds.