Tag: starbucks

totally miscellaneous update (no but really)

You might be wondering what I’ve been up to the last couple days. You might be imagining all the amazing things I’ve been doing or exotic locations I’ve been visiting. You might be thinking that I’ve been spending my days shopping, getting suntans and pedicures, and in general living the life of luxury. Well, you’d

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paying it backwards

The Starbucks drive-through has been, over the years, a source of frustration (when my drink is messed up), rage (when I get cut off), bliss (when my drink is made right), and today, thankfulness! Today’s stay in the drive through lane was a little longer than usual. I entertained myself easily during the wait, singing

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throwback thursdays (vol. 7): pertaining to my starbucks addiction

Today’s Throwback Thursday post will make sense to anyone that knows anything about my favorite place in the world…Starbucks. Anyone that knows me, knows the pure rage that overcomes me when (God forbid) the poor barista makes my drink wrong. I took it to a whole new level with this post, written for the blogging

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my fabulous and crisis-free (well, mostly) weekend

As you may recall, I worked in our LA office from Wednesday through Friday, then stayed with friends over the weekend for a little non-work LA time! It’s been a while since I had that. We already know that day 1 and day 2 really kind of sucked. Luckily, days three and four were far superior to the

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oldsters and their irish creme syrup

It turns out, the perky little fresh faced Starbucks girl doesn’t remember when Starbucks used to have Irish Creme syrup. Now, I recognize in the eyes of the perky little fresh faced Starbucks girl, I must appear older than dirt, especially in my oversize “That’s What She Said” t-shirt with a big picture of Michael

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lfb: get it right

“Hello, ma’am, what can I get you today?” I tried to put my best cheerful-I-can’t-wait-to-help-you tone in my voice as the next customer stepped up to the counter. She was sort of short, with funky red hair. As she spoke I caught the glint of a tongue piercing to go with the one in her

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