its just not the way things oughta be

standing in a line at starbucks waiting to give my order, which is bad enough having to listening to the customer two or three steps ahead of me and , yes, usually a lady, making both social conversation and asking for the latest 'soda fountain' mixture of sweet and bitter, with a pinch of spice, covered in milky foam with a f...... cherry on top, but then ,when im the next to the one paying her tab, she is opening a small kinda silky looking thing, not big enough to hold anything of value, and is fumbling with three skinny fingers around inside this pouch, i know im in for it. ....i want to step to her side and hand the starbuck's person a 10$ bill and say, " here, for christ's sake, keep the change.

  remedy;  post notice 'no
    not in my world
  mr. p