Conversation between owner and barista Amanda and one of my favorite patrons, a 71-year-old man who looks vaguely like William Burroughs, walks awkwardly with a cane, and reads the Daily News here every morning:
AMANDA: It’s great seein’ ya. How’d the doctor appointment go?
FAVORITE PATRON: He told me I’m gonna die, but he didn’t say when.
AMANDA: Ha! I’m so glad to hear you’re doing great.
FAVORITE PATRON: You know, there are three ages: Young, Middle-Age, and “You’re Doing Great.”