*to Hanlon's razor: Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity.

Wednesday, 11 March 2015

Ceci n'est pas un macchiato.

My wife and I had to use a Starbucks, because our end of town sucks.  She had coupons, including one for a macchiato.  So I ordered a double-macchiato.
Sir, you can't have a macchiato with that (coupon).  You have to have one of the Starbucks machiattos [sic.] like a 'caramel-latte-machiatto'.
There are only three coffees: black, espresso, or espresso with very little milk-foam, none mixed in by the barista. If you want a fucking milkshake, knock yourself out, but don't call it coffee.
...  Just get me a tall dark. 

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