84941272_2854537271261086_2376828974551531520_nI like to make little stands against automation and the erosion of once simple concepts by unnecessary marketing, the slow Americanisation of once simple things and the perpetual desire by companies to make things cooler. I know things are all headed a certain way but I don’t use automated check-outs as a sort of stand against job losses to automation…it aint the people with funny coloured skin that will take your jobs it’ll be those pesky robots. I also tend not to use the fancy names that a simple thing like a cup of coffee has now, especially as I drink it straight up and black. Cup – beans – hot water! Simple. The stupidity of it hit home when I found myself not in my usual cool, liberal, hippieish, arty, musicy cafe, where they indulge my whims, but in one of those production line, chain coffee shops that have these days…the ones which serve children sized drinks and don’t pay any tax.

“Just a black coffee please.”

“Would that be an Americano?”

“If that equates to a straight-forward black coffee?”

“Yes, it does.”

“I’ll have one of those then, thank you.”

“One Americano. Do you want room for milk in it?”

“@&*!!£$@”

(Thanks to Only Connect I now know that the above sentence is known as a grawlix..well, it would be if it were in a cartoon speech bubble.