Why I can't ever go to Starbucks again!
EVER!!!
Categories: Confessions
Last Friday on my way to work I decide I NEED Starbucks. So I take my cute little self out for a latte. Keep in mind that it is a Friday morning at 7:30. Lots of poeple also getting there lattes. So I order my venti iced coffee with sugar free hazelnut. As I wait I am talking to my sister on my cell. I know.. total rudness!
I'm just a chatin' away, when all of the sudden I hear a loud crashing and shattering sound. It dawns on me that it is the sound of glass breaking. LOTS of glass breaking. For a split second I pray that it was not me. I turn around to see that some idiot knocked over the whole display. About .5 seconds later I relize I am that idiot! As I'm talking I don't relize how close my big ole butt is to the display and knock it over. Yes people, OVER as in on the ground.
3 french presses
several glass coffee mugs
and alot of traveling car cups.
They all go crashing down. Glass shattering everywhere.
Of coarse the first thing I do is look for someone else to blame. No one was within a 3 foot area, except me! I didn't even have my kids with me. I so would have blamed my kids. And then bought them a dog or something to make up for it. But oh no just me.
The lady was nice, but I know they are still talking about the moron that can't control the direction of her own butt.
Needless to say I can never go into that Starbucks again. Now I have to drive all the way across own to get my fix.
So next time your day sucks, just think.... At least I didn't knock over $200 worth of Starbucks crap!
I'm just a chatin' away, when all of the sudden I hear a loud crashing and shattering sound. It dawns on me that it is the sound of glass breaking. LOTS of glass breaking. For a split second I pray that it was not me. I turn around to see that some idiot knocked over the whole display. About .5 seconds later I relize I am that idiot! As I'm talking I don't relize how close my big ole butt is to the display and knock it over. Yes people, OVER as in on the ground.
3 french presses
several glass coffee mugs
and alot of traveling car cups.
They all go crashing down. Glass shattering everywhere.
Of coarse the first thing I do is look for someone else to blame. No one was within a 3 foot area, except me! I didn't even have my kids with me. I so would have blamed my kids. And then bought them a dog or something to make up for it. But oh no just me.
The lady was nice, but I know they are still talking about the moron that can't control the direction of her own butt.
Needless to say I can never go into that Starbucks again. Now I have to drive all the way across own to get my fix.
So next time your day sucks, just think.... At least I didn't knock over $200 worth of Starbucks crap!
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Re: Why I can't ever go to Starbucks again!
Loved this story! This would totally happen to me. I'm serious. I so loved meeting you guys at FC's. You were some of the first new people we met and I totally remember you (unlike some others, oops!). I'm so glad you met my BFF Timi, she is a riot and will keep you laughing for days. Now that I'm signed on to your blog, I'll definitely be back. Thanks so much for the sweet shout out on your last post.
Hugs,
Lisa
Hugs,
Lisa
Posted by lisajohnson on June 11, 2009 at 3:06 PM
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