Every Friday I indulge my inner coffee-diva and make a trip to Starbucks. Usually it is my reward for making through the week, at least that is my justification for spending $4 on a cup of coffee.
Last Friday, I placed my usual order and waited in line and as I was waiting one of my coworkers came in. She placed her order and we started talking quietly. The conversation lulled as the baristas started calling out orders.
In the silence I hear “venti-iced-vanilla-sugar-free-skim.” I make my way to the counter, pick up my coffee and walk back to wait with my coworker. As I walked back to meet my coworker, I realize I am completely Starbuck’s high-maintenance.
I pride myself on being low-maintenance. I can get ready for work in 20 minutes, go days without wearing make-up and I have no fear about breaking a nail. For some reason, as low-maintenance as I am, I have to be a “venti-iced-vanilla-sugar-free-skim” the instant I enter a Starbucks.
On the way back to the office, my coworker and I wonder – what is it about Starbuck’s that turns a perfectly normal girl into high-maintenance?