the rape of the Mind

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This reminds me of the very first time I drank espresso. I was a freshie in UP Baguio then. There was no free wifi in our campus and as much as possible, we wanted to avoid doing our school works in computer shops because we feared acquiring viruses through our flash drives. So, we decided to just go to coffee shops for free wifi and enjoy coffee at the same time. We discovered Cordillera Coffee which was located at the SM City Baguio because it was cheaper compared to Figaro and Starbucks. 

Not yet used to the coffee shop culture (I was already a coffee lover then but I got used to drinking coffee at home and was not yet knowledgeable about the kinds of coffee served in coffee shops), I really had no idea on what those coffee whose names were on the menu were like so when I ordered one time, I just guessed and picked a name. I chose espresso. 

When it was served, I was shocked. It was too small, I was so surprised. Now underestimating it, I drank it straight up. It was only after drinking that I realized why it was so small. And finally, I got the point.