me: i’d like a small dark chocolate hot chocolate, please.
her: that’ll be [some amount of money i now forget].
me: *pays with cash*
her: do you want your receipt?
me: no, thanks.
her: is there anything else?
me: *stares, as if that will help decipher what she said. (you see, i had one ear bud in, but the music was on pause, so there was no reason i shouldn’t have heard her* *thinks to self: is this what it’s like for people to talk to soft-spoken me?* *sounds transmit* *brain calculates* *thinks more to self: what would normally be said at this point in a transaction?*
her: *starts to repeat herself*
me: oh, do i need anything else?
me: no, i’m all set. thanks.
then i, along with my thoughts, stepped to the side to wait for my very special brand of hot chocolate (read: it tastes like a melted candy bar.)