Negotiating with Roommates
In the kitchen.
Me: Hey, there’s no more dark roast biological Indonesian coffee left. No more light roast either.
Roommate: So what? Use the fairtrade eco-label North African stuff.
Me: Nah, man, I don’t like that one, and I already had the Lugano ristresso Persian blend this morning. Can you run to the store and get some for me?
Him: What? Are you kidding me? Go yourself.
Me: Aww, I’m just reeeeeeally busy, you know? And I need some coffee to help me concentrate. Come on.. !
Him: No way! What you’re asking is impossible. And just so you know, I had a cup of the last batch of coffee, and it was delicious.
Me: (sad puppy face)
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