Frappuccino Fun

I had just finished shopping for the birthday of a new girlfriend, having spent the better part of the morning at the Eaton Centre in downtown Toronto.

Having woken up late that morning to a voicemail from her, I had realized only then that it was her birthday. I went from asleep to panic as I had not bought her a gift yet. Her voicemail message said she was going to stop by my place in a couple of hours.

I grabbed one of the few baseball hats I have, threw on some clothes and cabbed it to the mall.

After performing the spectacular feat of buying her a plethora of gifts within a few minutes, I felt a true sense of accomplishment. The crisis had been averted. I was feeling pretty good about me at this point.

I decided to get something to drink on my way out of the mall. I had recently seen someone having an Orange Crème Frappuccino and it had looked pretty good. I figured out where the coffee shop was inside the mall I went in and ordered one.

I placed all the heavy bags filled with presents in my left hand so my right hand was free for the drink. The girl behind the counter passed it to me and as I grabbed it my hat fell off.

My first reaction, probably out of embarrassment because of my hair being unwashed, was to quickly grab my hat to keep it on my head instead of just letting it fall off onto the floor.

Both of my hands went for the hat but as the left one was carrying the heavy bags it didn't rise up more than an inch or two....but the right hand, carrying the Orange Crème Frappuccino dove at the hat and caught it before it even fell from my head.

Of course in doing so, the cup in my hand smashed against my skull and three-quarters of the Frappuccino ended up on top of my head and was now dripping down my face.

The look on the girl's face was pure surprise, a combination of shock and laughter.

All I could say was, "Ah. There is NOTHING like a Frappuccino on a hot day...."

I haven't been back since.