The Pink Shoe Diaries

i have a new theory. i think that you can discern a person's character from their behavior in starbucks. those non-fat, half-caf, no foamers? totally high maintenence! taking up all the counter space to put one packet of sugar in your cappucino (who puts sugar in a cappucino?)? selfish! picking up every drink that is set down on the counter even when they know very well that they ordered a caramel macchiato and NOT a vanilla latte or whatever the barista yelled out? greedy! and don't even get me started on those induviduals who take 10 minutes to count out exact change when there is a line out the door in the morning. it's called a tip, for christ's sake.

of course then there are the good ones, the people who let know know your order is up because you can't hear because your headphones are on...the people who get the cream refilled when they use it all...the people who hold the door for you on the way out when you are laden down with bags and a steaming cup.

so you see, starbucks is a little microcosm of the world in a way. well, a microcosm of people dumb enough to pay $4 for coffee (myself included) :-)

in a completely unrelated story: HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH!