oh boy

I stopped to get coffee this morning at Coffeesmith's, in honor of our late start because of fog. The barista (is he a barista if he's a man?) came out to my car to take my order. Oh no, didn't wait until I got up to the window. So there I was, singing my soul out, and he comes up to my window. I didn't know what I wanted, so I just kind of made something up. When I got my coffee, here's what it looked like:

Seriously?