My second trip to Starbucks went pretty well this morning. I walked in self-assured (just like last week), although slightly less smug. Smugness–like self-esteem–is something that takes time to build back up. I think one more mermaid cup experience ought to do it.
So I walked in–armed with my knowledge in the form of blog comments from last week–and said, “Small Pumpkin Spice Latte. Skinny.” As you can see, I decided to assert my individuality in Starbucks by using size descriptors I already know: small, medium, and large. This works for me and dammit I’m sticking to it. Besides, according to my research (and by “research” I mean looking at the 3 paper cups displayed above the counter and their subsequent labels) apparently “tall” is the Starbucks conversion for “small”–is that right?? How is this logical? So in Starbucks Land, the shortest they’re willing to go is Tall? As if I didn’t already have a height complex. Thanks a lot Starbucks. But I digress… My small/tall Pumpkin Spice Latte was quite delicious and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Starbucks, take 2 = a success!
Now there’s something else I have to tell you about–I was at my friend Allison’s house over the weekend and she had some Coffee-Mate Pumpkin Spice creamer which I added to my black coffee. Delicious! I loved it. Possibly more than I loved my Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte this morning. (Ha! Take that discriminators of non-tall things!)
And while we’re on the topic of coffee, can I just add one more thing? I hate how they fake drink coffee on TV and in movies. Are we actually supposed to believe there’s a piping hot liquid beverage in that paper cup when they swig it back so quickly? I don’t know about you, but I have a very carefully choreographed process of putting a hot cup of coffee to my lips and then slowly testing out the first sip so as not to burn my tongue. But not actors! Oh no. Bottom’s up, baby. And what about spillage? I watch Victory Ford tip back her coffees on Lipstick Jungle with warp speed and then carelessly fling them in the trash. Are you telling me this woman isn’t worried about faux coffee accidentally spilling on her designer duds? Please. Put a little effort into it people! If you can’t fake drink your fake coffee convincingly, then stop fake ordering it all together!
That is all. Carry on.
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Oh thank you! I’m psyched about the coffee-mate. Glad your second time was more satisfying than your first – that’s generally how it goes, though, isn’t it?
AND for $3.49 (probably less than your tall/small latte) you can have 1,000 cups of pumpkin coffee with the coffee-mate! Ok, maybe not 1,000….
OMG I thought the same thing while watching Victory Ford the other night! I wish they would make it more real!
And the way they hold their cups of coffee just shows you how empty the cups really are. When I hold a cup of piping hot joe, it’s w/ care and a look of nervousness. Take that and put it in your script, Lipstick Jungle!!
Glad your 2nd time was much more enjoyable. It always is =)
I freaking beat you!
Dawn
Ever since reading about your first Starbucks adventure, I have been craving a pumpkin latte so bad!
So I went to Starbucks to get one and they told me they were out! I’ll be going back soon.
I hate to say, but I’m not a pumpkin fan at all. But I keep hearing about this pumpkin spice latte so maybe I need to give it a shot.
Alright, sweetheart. I have a challange for you next week Monday. Order a Venti triple shot non fat no whip one pump pumpkin spice latte. I ordered one this morning, and was so freakin proud of myself, I almost bought a muffin to celebrate. But, non fat milk and only one pump of the syrup makes up for the gigantic size! I have officially learned the lingo.
See you tonight!