Can Starbucks make you sick?
I, like millions am addicted to Starbucks. Yes, it is worth is, John! He doesn't understand paying nearly four bucks for a coffee. How can he? He doesn't drink coffee. Ouch! Anyway, I treat myself about three times a week and it's really a sacred experience, as you know.
Today, like all the others, I'm in the drive-thru waiting, should I get the Vente? No, I'll stick with the Grande. I finally reach the window and the woman with a big smile and big hands (normally I would never notice this) hands (no pun intended) me my Latte with her huge hand grasping the top of my lid. I thought of Larry David. I do often. What would Larry do? WWLD?
I see him staring at the hand, then the cup, then the woman, then out the front of his windshield. Would he drive on or take it and ponder where that hand has been? The top of the Starbucks Late cup is three out of the four bucks I pay for. The experience of sipping it from the top over a regular cup means everything to me, so I can't just whip it off. She held the latte closer to me as she must have noticed my confusion. "Here ya go." Well, I didn't hear a hint of a cough or sniffle, so I grabbed it and was just thankful her thumb wasn't in it.

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