Long coffee wait

I’m in a coffee shop with Will & the dog. Odd bc I am the only one who drinks it. In the dream, We were talked into ordering a type of coffee recommended by the owner of the shop. He is weathered and older than we are. He may be of Turkish or Eastern European decent and he is very jovial, friendly. We like his vibe. We wait for about 45 minutes and they have forgotten so we sneak out to leave. My old red flamed toboggan with the I e breaks is in the brown large square tiled floor. We leave to go elsewhere. Same vibe of fella is behind the counter at the new place. We order the same thing and mispronounce it. We do t even know what it is but since waiting nearly an hour we feel hyped to try it. The father n son team behind the counter at the new place look worriedly at one another. —IRL In real life I would never do this btw.— anyway, we see it’s made with the old grounds collected in concentrate from many other purchases and deduce that they either do not have the machine or the amount of customers preceding us to re use the grounds. We feel badly. We fuckin Should! At this place we have waited thirty minutes. This is mentioned bc they’ve also forgotten about us and then make it for free. We try to give money and they will not accept so we out thirty dollars in three tens into the tips jar but they don’t see us. We feel worse. There may have been more to this but in the dream we both feel very burdensome and we are acting this way even tho and I wake up at 10:21am 6/16/2026