Rants from the Mess – The Trashcan #1

After church.
Supposed to be peaceful, right?

Nope.

We went to the mall because my sister needed to buy stationery. Since it was already dinner time, we decided to eat. Simple plan.

We ordered our food. It was going to take about five minutes, so my sister stayed to wait.

I volunteered to get the drinks.

This is where everything started.

There were no drinks where we ordered.
Only water.

Water.

So I went to look for milk tea or juice. I remembered a cheaper option downstairs. I thought, okay, quick trip.

I went down.
Saw the line.

Way too long.

I just stood there for a second… then turned around. Nope. Not worth it.

Back upstairs. First choice it is. Even if it’s more expensive.

There was a line.
Two at the cashier. One at the kiosk.

“Okay,” I told myself. “This is fine.”

And then… it was my turn.

But the one at the kiosk?
Still not done.

And now…
even more talking.
more questions.
more… everything.

I don’t even know what the issue was, but it just kept going.

The crew looked nervous.
Distracted.
Slower.

And I’m just standing there, waiting, feeling my patience slowly disappear.

Pet peeve unlocked: entitled customers.
The kind that makes everything longer for everyone else.

Finally, my turn.

I ordered…
and well—

my first choice wasn’t available.

Well.

So I just picked something else.
No thinking anymore. Just choose and move on.

Finally got the drinks.
Went back. Ate.

And well…

The food I chose? Not even good.

So yes.
Fresh from church…
already tired, slightly annoyed,
delayed by everything,
wrong expectations,
and not even a good meal to end it.

Today’s mess. And that’s it. - MESSY E.

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