"I think she likes me." A former colleague, cup of coffee in hand, had just returned from the Pret A Manger on the ground floor of our office building. "Who?" I asked. "The girl down at Pret," he said. "One of the cashiers." He held up the coffee. "She just gave me this for free! … Continue reading Did the Pret A Manger cashier actually like my coworker? →