Coffee Drinkers Unite!!! anyone... anyone???

This all started yesterday. I was talking to one of my friends, and she was telling me how lovely non-fat white mochas are. I told her that "Non-fat tastes like crap." She said "No it doesn't, it's just thinner milk."

I mean who knew that that was how they made non-fat drinks? I didn't know that they just used non-fat milk.

Back to my saga.

I decided that I had to try one of these. Just to see if she was really right. Purely for science of course...

So, this morning I had to drive my mother to work because I need the car so I can go to work.

Whilst I was driving back home, I thought to myself, "Self, there is a Starbucks on the way home. Let's do it!" And operation non-fat white mocha was born.

First of all getting into the jankey (for those of you who don't know the meaning of jankey, it's like saying something sucks, or is sketchy (for those of you who don't know what sketchy is, well there is no hope...)) little Starbucks parking lot is hard enough, but I did it. I was now parked. One step closer to coffee-dom.

I walk into the door foolishly expecting no one to be there. I mean for crying out loud it's almost 9:45. Don't these people have money to be making? Jobs to be doing? Bosses to be sucking up to?

I take my place in line. One step closer to coffee-dom.

I order. Almost there.

I pay. Even CLOSER!

The baristas are joking, laughing, having a great time. This always makes any coffee experience more enjoyable.

It seems like everyone in here is a regular. It makes me want to be a regular...

Anyway! On with the story!

So, one step left, just waiting for my drink. Muahahaha!

Well, it took them several minutes to make it, which is ok by me. I had plenty of time to people watch.

I have never seen so many wedge-shaped, clunky-heeled boots and shoes since the 90's! I mean come on now people.

As I look around it's an interesting mix of people. Lots of business professionals, some older ladies in their sweat-suits out doing their morning errands, and best of all this guy standing behind me who looked just like Bill Murray.

So, I finally get my drink. Mission SUCCESS!!!

Thank the Lord. Because by now I'm starting to feel very, very under-dressed.

I had just rolled out of bed. My hair is crazy, I'm in basketball shorts (thank God I shaved a day or two ago!), a nasty old sweatshirt, and Converse. I looked pretty glorious.

But I'm assuming, that everyone else assumed that I was just a UPS student. Hee hee...

My non-fat white mocha is delicious.

And thus concludes my story. Have a lovely day all.