No.
No, no, no, no, no.
I do not want my mechanic to make me a crepe. I do not want my barrista to adjust my tricky triple. I want my mechanic to have so much grease under his or her fingernails that they never get clean. If there are going to be muffin crumbs in my chain ring, I want them to be there because I dropped them there at the rest stop 25 miles ago. I do not want my mug of espresso next to my bottle of chain lube.
No, no, no, no, no.
No.
(h/t Cheryl)
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