This morning at Starbucks, on 16th & Tremont:

Customer: “I’ll have a tall coffee of the day.”
Barista: (with thick accent) “Hokay, and you name?”
Customer: “Doug.”
Barista: (confused) “Dog?”
Customer: (annoyed) “Doug!”
Barista: “Dog?”
Customer: “Oh, forget it. I’ll go to the Starbucks across the street.”