When I visit friends in Las Vegas I join them for their daily Starbuck’s ritual. I.E. recite the coffee Nazi order, pay for a wildly overpriced cup of swill, then meet friends and air-kiss on the veranda. I excuse myself and walk across the street to the gas station for an 89 cent cup-a-joe then rejoin them for some scintillating conversation.
Nothing warms my heart quite so well as drinking from a Fabulous Freddie's coffee cup while sitting in front of Starbuck’s.
When we go there to meet with some folks every few weeks I will always walk in with my C-f-A bag'o'goodies AND have observed the S'Bux employees doing the same...
“.....daily Starbucks ritual: i.e. recite the coffee Nazi order, pay for a wildly overpriced cup of swill, then meet friends and air-kiss on the veranda....excuse myself and walk across the street to the gas station for an 89 cent cup-a-joe.....”
Heh, heh!
;^)