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Saturday, October 13, 2001
sarah links to this story about a rumour going around about Dunkin' Donuts employees celebrating the attacks. All the outlets mentioned, by the way, are New Jersey ones.

That reminds me that I didn't tell the sweet anecdote about my trip to Dunkin' Donuts when Atlanta Steve was here. In New Jersey. Gina was driving us all to the PATH station so we could go to the city, and I was tired, so I said I had to stop and get some coffee. So I got out at Dunkin' Donuts while they waited in the car, and went in, and waited (to purchase the BIGGEST mother-fuckin' cuppa joe you ever saw in your life... it was THIS BIG. Ask Steve.) Anyway, the person before me was this little kid, and he was trying to buy a bottle of Hawaiian Punch, and he put it on the counter. The counter guy (who was, incidentally, a brown-skinned man of indeterminate origin, which should not be relevant, but in light of these sorts of rumours, things get fucked up) said, "That'll be $1.41". And the kid got this disappointed, but resigned look on his face, and turned around to put the bottle back in the case, and the counter guy shook his head, and said, "It's okay". The kid didn't understand at first, and hesitated, but the guy smiled at him. "It's okay." And took the dollar and waved the kid away. And as the kid left, counter guy reached into his tip jar and fished out the change and stuck it into the cash register.

Warmed my heart, I tell ya. (I put an extra dollar in the tip jar because of the warm gooeys it gave me.)

Did I mention... the coffee was THIS BIG? ::holds arms apart::