Clella and I drove to Maine yesterday. Seems like Clella travels with us a lot, eh? I get to see extended family. She gets an unexpected trip to see her daughter.
At McDonald's along route 90 in eastern New York:
Clella to young male cashier: "I'd like a black coffee".
Young cashier with puzzled look walks over to coffee pot and pauses. He walks back to Clella and says, "We don't have black coffee".
Young female cashier says to boy, "That means she doesn't want cream or sugar, stupid".
Chagrined cashier gets her a black coffee.