Here’s my “black coffee” this morning.
Double infuriating: everytime I tell people that “baristas” and coffee people can’t comprehend the concept of black coffee, I get back talk. Here’s the first coffee I’ve ordered in 10 years because of this persistent problem, guess what, they lived up to the complaint… they can’t formulate the concept of black coffee in their own mind.
I’m sorry to hear you’ve had such frustrating experiences with coffee. I wonder if my experience could help you in navigating your experience.
When I order coffee I always see how they do it.
I don’t do it to complain. In fact, even if they get my order wrong I rarely ask for a change, because whatever they give me is usually alright.
I see how they do it because I’m curious. I like to know what their process is like. I like to know what machines they use. I like to know how they organize work in the coffee shop. I like to see their technique.
Because of this curiosity, I usually understand quite well why my coffee ends up the way it does.
Yes, I am a customer. Yes, I could insist that my drink has to be different. But I prefer to accept that life is unpredictable and that we are all human. And it’s usually alright.
Here’s a video that could help: https://youtu.be/OXbQx2hfA5k
Life is alright if you accept entropy as a natural part of it.
It’s not rolling with the punches, it’s being happy with life making itself less monotonous.
I once accidentally got served an iced latte with macadamia nut milk instead of cow milk and discovered that I really like it.