Since proclaiming that my coffee cart man was completely incompetent I've learned quite a bit about him and have been proven completely wrong. He was new. His name is Mohammed. He's from Jordan where he was a physician and is running a coffee cart to support his getting certified as a GP here in the States. He has my coffee ready (and right!) before I even make it to his cart and if I realize I don't have cash on any given morning, he tells me not to worry about it and to pay him the next day. He has also professed his love for me. Awkward? Yes. Sweet? Sure. But we've formed a bond. He's Coffee Cart Man and I'm his trusted, loyal patron.
However, on my way home last Thursday I stopped into what I thought was a new coffee shop on 4th Avenue, Mule. I, of course, loved the coffee and thought it was even better than Gorilla Coffee (which is a little too strong for my taste). Friday, Monday and today, I've gone to Mule for my coffee instead of Coffee Cart Man on my way to the subway. Sure, I have to cross the street and the coffee is $.50 more expensive, but it's so much better (and bigger).
I feel as if I have to go back to Coffee Cart Man tomorrow morning. I could tell him I was off for a few days, though I fear he's seen me on the other side of the street. Should I break up with him? Or is it safe to keep avoiding him? I don't want to be that asshole who's been seeing someone else but is too chicken to tell him. But on the other hand, I don't want to tell him that I've found better coffee. What to do?! What to do?!
Maybe you can help. Below, the blue line represents my old route to Coffee Cart Man. The red line represents my new route. With Coffee Cart Man facing south to serve coffee, do we think he'll notice me with my new iced coffee or is it time to come clean?