- I'm not a big coffee drinker.
- They are extremely over-priced, and it hurts my soul to pay that much for coffee.
- I cannot for the life of me figure out how to order.
The girl in front of me, with long hair and some crazy beaded, floor length Bohemian skirt, ordered a Chai, nonfat, dairy free mocha latte or some shit. I have a theory: The longer the name of your drink order, the more of a pretentious douchebag you appear to be.
I really feel like they should break it down into categories for us coffee illiterate folks, or maybe I should just stay away from Starbucks altogether.
So, I walk up to the cashier with a deer in the headlights look, and ask for a White Chocolate Mocha Frap. Grande.And let me attest:
That thing is fucking awesome.
(My reaction to the flavor.)