Adventures at Starbucks

Posted: Wed, Jun 26, 2019

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I’m at Starbucks as my friend was gagging for a drink. I haven’t seen her in about a year and she looks radiant – she had only just started taking oestrogen when I left, and a year on she looks so vibrant and happy. Got a shit ton of cool tattoos over the year as well. I’m buzzing for her.

Anyway, I decide to get a drink too. A mini coffee frappuccino. There’s a lady behind me who orders a mega caramel frappuccino with extra sauce (or something along those lines). As I’m waiting, they put out a tiny drink on the counter which was clearly mine. This woman storms by, swipes the drink from the counter and goes and sits outside before I even had a chance to move.

Seconds later the woman’s actual order comes out, the mega drink. I look at the barista, the drink, then back at the barista. We gave each other the “the fuck?” look before she said I could just take her drink, and not to worry about it.

I’m walking outside with the mega drink and catch eyes with the lady from before, who is now yelling at another barista outside for giving her ‘the wrong drink’ as she waves my tiny drink around. I don’t understand how some human beings function, I’ll be honest.