Am I the only one stuck smiling through terrible coffee to spare a friend's feelings?

I told my neighbor his homemade blend was delicious just to be nice. Now I have to drink it every week and it tastes like burnt socks.

3 comments

3 Comments

victor8631mo ago

My politeness is a curse, honestly. Ended up with a shelf of weird homemade jams because I smiled too much at a craft fair once. That burnt sock coffee life chose me.

the_barbara1mo ago

Smiling too much is a silent yes to buy.

the_iris1mo ago

Relate so hard, my closet's a museum of awkward purchases.