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At a friend’s home this weekend, his wife brought him a venti iced chai from Starbucks and set it down in front of him on a coffee table.
“Do you want a straw?” she asked.
In hindsight, a better answer would have been “no” but he said yes.
She unwrapped the straw and with a Norman Bates overhand grip tried to stab it through the plastic lid. Unfortunately, she hit it off center, knocking the cup off the table and splashing the contents all over the hardwood floor.
“Sorry,” she said.
“That’s all right, honey. That’s part of your charm. You do things without really thinking about them.”
She looked at him for a moment. “That’s not a compliment,” she said.
“No, it is. It means you’re . . . spontaneous.”