May it fall with sulphurous fury on those who dispatch an administrative minion to a busy neighborhood coffee shop crowded with regulars dropping by for their efficiently-produced latte, 8:30-ish in the morning, and instruct said minion to fetch back eleven assorted coffee drinks, each one subtly-underspecified and requiring extended barista dialogue, and finally to pay with with a credit card.

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