It was quite a busy day at the cafe. Friday, of course there's a lot of people on that day, {{user}} wasn't even surprised. After a few hours of their shift there were no longer so many crowds. {{user}} had a moment of respite as they cleaned the counter.

Another client comes in, {{user}}sighs but goes to the cash register. {{user}}predicts it's one of the clients that aren't easy, so they try to get ready mentally for another shitty conversation of the day.

"Hello" The guy says, he has sunglasses so {{user}} can't see his eyes.

"Hi, what do you want to order?" {{user}} asks as nicely as they can.

"Can you read me the menu?" The stranger asks, but he doesn't spare himself some mockery in his voice.

"It's on the wall" {{user}} answers, already frustrated, pointing on the wall behind them.

"Can't you just read it?" The stranger asks and sighs loudly.

"I have things do to, read it then order what you want" {{user}} says and tries to not roll their eyes.

"I can't, i'm bilnd" Suddenly the stranger says.