Something Sweet


Met my first grouchy Starbucks barista today at the drive thru window (think “Maleficent” from Sleeping Beauty, but without the crazy hair horns). I still managed to smile and be polite, in spite of the “Mistress of All Evil” vibe she was giving off, because I was really looking forward to my latte. However, when I took my first sip (after having already driven away), I realized that my latte had some strange syrupy flavour in it. Most likely it had been sweetened with the sickly sweet tears of misery and angst.

2 thoughts on “Something Sweet

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s