Coffee Talk

Girl that I pretend to like, but really am hating more every day: "Oh My God how you are putting 3 creams in your coffee? Wow!"

Me: "Ummmm... yeah" [thinking what the F is it to you]

Her: "And how many sugars is that?"

Me: "6"

Her" "oh my god"

Me: (as I pour 3 sugar packets onto a teaspoon, feeling as tho I have to justify myself...) "See it's just 2 teaspoon full. Not that much really" And as she turns to do some dishes at the sink, I give her back a pointed look with raised eyebrow and say "I need all the sweetness I can get" [my eyes are sharp knives and I give my i'm-gonna-fuck-you-up-bitch look]

She turns and I smile sweetly and leave.

It's going to be a good morning.