Don’t Mess With The Starbucks Chihuahua
Microfiction

Joelle enters Starbucks with a chihuahua named Peanut hidden in her Gucci bag. She is ready to get down to business with her talent agency job.
“I love your outfit,” says a mousy 20-something girl with dishwater blonde hair, standing in line behind Joelle.
Peeking out from behind her dark sunglasses, Joelle says, “Thank you. It’s very…expensive…” She can tell the girl can’t afford such clothes: black Lularoe leggings and a smart cream-colored cashmere sweater from Ann Taylor, not to mention her London Fly shoes.
“Well, anyway. You look very smart.” Joelle does indeed look smart. “My name is Mae. Hope you have a nice day.” Mae reaches for her iced coffee and goes to sit at a two-top table. She is working on her Social Ethics doctoral dissertation.
Joelle sets her bag on the cold ceramic floor to get her frappuccino from the bar. Peanut sneaks out of the bag and finds Mae’s sandaled toes. He starts licking them. Mae looks down, wondering what the heck is happening. She sees the cutest chihuahua and bends down to pet him, wondering where he came from and why he’s in the store. Probably belongs to the snotty lady.
Joelle heads back to her table and sees what is happening. “Don’t touch Peanut! He’s allergic to everything. You may be causing him to get sick. Stop it! Give him back!”
Peanut looks up at Joelle’s angry face and snuggles deeper into Mae’s toes. Mae sighs, scooping up the dog, and handing him to Joelle.
As Joelle storms off in a huff, Mae begins adding a new case study to her dissertation.
Later it is published in Ethics Today: Don’t Feel Inferior When Someone Projects Their Insecurities on you through Haughty Behavior and a Chihuahua Named Peanut: a case study.






