It is literally a two to three minute walk from my flat in Jin Jie Hu Lu to Starbucks in Jin Jie Hu Lu. Therefore, you might think that it would normally be difficult for me to get angry between leaving home and getting my cup of coffee. However, you would be wrong.
As I was closing my door this evening a terrible noise was spreadng throughout the whole building. The bell for one of the other appartments was being pressed. When I got to the bottom of the stair there were two young male adults standing outside and one of them had nothing better to do than keep his finger pressed continuously on the bell, even continuing to do so when I was in the process of opening the front door. On my opening the door it was never going to occur to either of them that they should wait until I got out but rather both of them just pushed past me and made their way up the stairs. Anyway, there was me already thoroughly irritated and one minute later it was only going to get worse as I crossed over the zebra crossing at Xing Han Jie with the green light in my favour. It wasn't enough to have to avoid a taxi that would have prefered to hit me rather than brake as he turned the corner, no on getting to the other side a car, which was driving in the wrong direction almost whacked me.
The three minute provocation might have turned into two and my pissed off state may have lasted a bit less than the thirty or so minutes it has lasted, if Starbucks had got it right. Well there is the wireless connection this evening and I did get to sit down with my 'latte grande' but, I have been coming here almost every day for the last ten months or so and anyway, why would anyone who is sitting down in the premises want to drink their coffee from a paper cup? So she then just took the paper cup and tipped it into a mug while not even thinking to make sure that I got that creamy milk top that you normally get on your coffee. Nevertheless, I just said, "zhi xie" and sat down. Maybe I should relax a bit more but really, they just don't get it right.
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