The Starbucks run

So it was my wife's birthday. Among the many other things I was doing for her, I offered to make a trip to Starbucks and bring her some coffee at work. Well, if only it were that simple. Of course there were 2 or 3 co-workers that she wanted to get one for and then the wild card recipients. Our friend in the front office who has been hinting for months about bringing her coffee and then another friend of ours that works in the same office area. And then...well I guess that is my point, where do you stop? I mean, who can refuse a coffee delivered to them? You have probably heard it, "I'm going to Starbucks, anybody want anything?" Of course I want something! Or the "I wish I had know you were going to Starbucks!" Fortunately, my guilt is minimized by my order, which is simply...a coffee. Which, by the way, is not that expensive. However, some orders are not only impossible to remember and embarrassing to order, but are also high dollar! And then there is that required art of ordering. "I'll have a tapayoca, frap, caramel swirl, double shot vente...skinny!" I know there is no such drink, actually I don't, but it sometimes seems like I am behind a cook telling a recipe instead of a person ordering coffee. And what is really amazing is that the person behind the counter takes it down and does not skip a beat.

So I got 4 grande lattes and a grande coffee, dropped one latte off at the front desk and took the others back to the office where my wife was, kissed her and left. My birthday deed fulfilled!

I'll take a tall coffee, here's 2 bucks. Thanks alot!