It finally happened. I got left. Almost daily, Barbara has breakfast at Tony Cafe right in front of our apartment building. Usually, us water bottles don't go because our friend Khoa, who owns Tony Cafe, sells fresh squeezed orange juice, Barbara's favorite, but today Barbara took me along because she wanted to save money by not purchasing an orange juice. Truthfully, I can't understand why she would do so since her meal is almost always paid by some friend who wants to practice English. Today, three people joined us at the table and insisted on paying for her meal.
Mind you, four people at the table equals 9 containers of beverages on the table since every meal in South Vietnam is served with tea. Even if you order just coffee, or just a smoothie, it is served with a glass of tea. Her friends ordered cups of Vietnam's favorite morning beverage, coffee with sweetened condensed milk, so, when everyone left the table, Barbara forgot me in the midst of all the glasses. At one point she turned back to the table with a look of, "Isn't there something I am forgetting?" but I could not get her attention since of course, I can neither speak nor move. So, after so many adventures with Barbara, I was sadly forgotten. Forlornly I tumbled into the trash bin to never be seen again. I will miss you Barbara. Thanks for the good times....
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