Due to yesterday's skinny coffee shop issues, I chose to go to a more mainstream coffee place this morning - namely, Starbucks. I asked for a very simple drink, which they could not possibly get wrong, and which most certainly doesn't warrant the addition of ice cream or whipped cream. I asked for a Grande Skinny Latte.
After waiting for 30 minutes, and still no sign of my coffee, I began to wonder if I had been fooled into thinking that my coffee choice was standard; perhaps it was, in fact, a 'grande' coffee, of grand proportions, and they'd had to charter a flight to Colombia in order to get the grandest beans, and they'd embarked on a trip to Scotland in order to find the grandest cow to extract the milk from. Surely this is the only logical explanation for a coffee taking such a very long time to make?
Or perhaps I'm cursed. They're just lucky it tastes good.
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