"Where do I start, we walked and were seated right by the front door which was kept open (it was a windy day). My colleagues and I were already in a bad mood as we had not settled business prior to our visit. Nevertheless we did not let it bother us. We went to order at the counter and they made us order separately instead of paying on one card. My colleague (a wealthy man, who has a knack for comically large desserts) decided to order the ‘birthday extravaganza’ for himself, I (a man of fine dining) and our other colleague Jamie (a man with dread locks). We waited for a reasonable time however we are busy businessmen and reasonable time is not up to par with us. We were not met with our order however we were greeted with 3 chocolate chip smoothies in a jar. As we were businessmen, we grasped our briefcases and decided that this was not good enough and we’re going to take action. We did enjoy the smoothies however we were not aware of the danger that clouded upon us when getting stuck into our drinks. I (a man who isn’t too keen on getting chocolate chips stuck in his throat) took a fair sip on my drink only to find a little chocolate chip had found his way up my straw like Bruce Willis in Die Hard and lodged itself in my throat. I find myself as a calm and collected being and not one to cause a scene, I did like what every other person would do, and started slamming the table out of fear of death. However, none of the workers who were on shift came over to see if I was alright. Luckily my colleague (Brett, a man who has recently purchased a Les Paul guitar) took action and performed the Heimlich manoeuvre on me. And freed the chip from my throat like Lincoln did the slaves. I could not thank my colleague enough as I would’ve died that day in Kaspa’s and that is not the way I want to die (I want to die a heroic death, Iron Man did in Avengers: Endgame). Safe to say, I will not be going to any Kaspa’s restaurant anytime soon. And I hope that this Kaspa fella realises the danger he is causing as I know loads of children who dine in these establishments and pray that nothing of such calibre gets stuck down their throats as their throats are much smaller in girth than mine is. Hopefully, this problem does not happen to anyone else as I do not wish it on my greatest enemy and Kaspa’s find a solution to choking on chocolate chip cookies through a straw."
