Dramatic scene at "Starbucks" in Barnes and Noble.
ME: Double tall non-fat latte, please.
Barista #1: Do you want to make that a Grande?!?
ME: Why?
Barista #1: umm...I don't know. No one's ever asked me why...
Lady in Line: Because you get more!!
ME: A double tall has the same amount of espresso as a grande. {sigh}
Barista #1: umm, you get more milk in a Grande and I don't like the taste of coffee!
ME: I do like coffee and I'll stick with my original order.
Barista #2: So that'll be a double tall, Sunshine?
ME (Sunshine): Yes.
{squizz.fizz.flizz}
Barista #2: Here's your double tall non-fat extra delicious latte!
Dude, when did you hear me ask for extra delicious? I believe I have the authority vested in me, as someone who has spent every dime she's made in the last 5 years on espresso, to strip you of your Starbucks aprons, morons. And don't call me Sunshine.
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There's nothing wrong with a little sunshine with your coffee. I prefer a triple shot in my super grande, hot enough to turn your tongue to plasma, otherwise flavourless but frothy coffee in a paper cup with a silly looking logo.
When my wife began spending all that money on Starfucks, I bought her one of those machines that makes everything she could possibly want (except breakfast in bed, which she really doesn't like anyway. Did I get lucky or what?). She loves the machine. I don't have to stand in line for espresso (doppio). If only I could get someone to call me sunshine.
(Note to self: Don't call Not Stacy "Sunshine") (out loud) ;)
Mike, you are sunshine. A dark, sharp ray of sunshine. :D
As for Starbucks, my captcha word is "inlib."
There is actually a PA with the last name Sunshine at the hospital.
Starbucks is my drug.
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