I had my first French Press(ed) coffee tonight at a relatively new cafe called Apollo. I was in a good mood. Maybe a little more talkative than prudent. And so I ordered my very first French Press. I told the owner of the cafe that it was my first, and when he brought it to me, I asked, “What do I do with this?” He began to explain and as I fired question after question at him, he finally looked at me and said, “look it up on the Internet” and left. Heh. I did. And shared my newfound knowledge with him.
As I was leaving I thanked him for the help and he said, “Oh, so you’re just gonna walk out without paying for it?”
Doh! I pulled out my wallet and he said, “I’m only going to charge you three dollars, since it was your first one.” I tried to pay the full $4.50, but he refused. I promised to return for more and realized I’d just become the victim of one of those “the first one is free” type deals. The freaking pusher!