So I have a sticker that says “poverty sucks” on my ibook. Some knuckle-head walks up to me in the cafe and tells me that “poverty is a choice.”
I was so freaking pissed-off I absolutely said nothing in fear that I would drop words that us pastor types aren’t suppose to say. Of course I had a smokin hot americano sitting next to me. I was thinking about taking the lid off and throwing it on the dude. Of course I did not want to waste it on that idiot since I needed the triple shot that existed within that 12 ounce cup.
Man, I’m soooo mad. I think I’m going to chat with that dude. Pray for me. I’m ready to brawl!







That Americano was Fair Trade coffee, right? People make inane comments but they’re silenced by our actions much more than our words. Peace