Monday, July 06, 2009

Hosed

Ahhhhh, Starbucks. I love your coffee, but if you insist on treating me like a moron, I'm going to have to go over to Peets.

For the record, I don't consider coming to you establishment and dropping $2 on a cold drink a "thank-you." Especially after I've already done that once today. The pretty yellow receipt that is supposed to lure me back? Not working. It feels a bit like the schoolyard bully taking my lunch money for protection.

Which makes me wonder, are you adding something to my drink that I don't know about? Something that might make me think it's a good idea to give you another $2 for a drink that costs you approximately $.20 to make? Something like stupid pills?

So bite me, Starbucks. I'm smarter than you gave me credit for. And I've figured out how to make a damn good iced coffee at home.
Posted by Jennie at 8:04 AM
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noble pig said...

Good for you missy!

9:36 AM

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