A few months back I strolled into a local specialty tea shop here in Winston Salem. Upon my entering I noticed a vacuum coffee brewer and inquired the man behind the counter about it. I had heard of these before... evidently they make for a wonderful cup of coffee. When I asked the man if he tried using one he paused and took good five seconds to stare me down with intense disgust. "Coffee... is nothing more than a burnt cup of water if you ask me." I was neither offended nor eager to rebuttal to the mans remark until he insisted on elaborating his statement. "Considering coffee a form of art is a bit like trying to find intellectual value in a childrens book."
In an attempt to avoid a heated argument, I changed the subject to teas, asking all sorts of pointless questions with which I new the answers... I wanted to show the man that it was possible to have an enthusiasm in both, however, I likely came off to him as a nagging child.
I walked out of the little shop a bit irritated and still heated. Thoughts were streaming through my head, comebacks, witty arguments, and so on...
His statement about considering coffee an art being similar to trying to find intellectual value in a children book stuck with me. And not because it offended me but because people like Roald Dahl, Shel Silverstein, and Dr. Sues are to me some of the greatest artists and intellects of our time.
So I ran back into the shop and said to the man "Roald Dahl is a really smart guy!!" .... He looked at me in astonishment and bewilderment, and than it occurred to me that he had already forgotten who I was.
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