A beautiful summer evening in Zwolle. Sit comfortably with a friend on a terrace. The waitress comes by. Smiles gently, ready to efficiently type our order into her digital device. “A beer,” my friend says. “Me too,” I say. A little later our order is served. My boyfriend gets a beer, I get a Coke. “I ordered a beer,” I remark. To which the waitress says: “You said a coke.”
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A version of this article also appeared in the newspaper of June 21, 2022