A conversation with the kohl-eyed beauties of Starbucks drive thru:
"How are you today?" said the cheerful speaker.
"Well, actually I'm angry!" I replied.
"About what, may I ask?"
"That my dang coffee maker broke."
"Ooooh I'm HAPPY that your coffee maker broke! Drive on up!"
I pulled around the drive way.
I came to a stop at the window just as my order taker and another were
finishing a detailed critique of each other's eye lining technique.
(They had mad skills I tell you.)
The two crowded into the tiny window, their dark eyes and faux-sympathy filling the space.
"What kind of coffee maker is it?" asked the second barista.
"A Frigidaire. A $150 stainless steel model and it's less than 3 months old!" I explained.
"Return it!" cried my order taker.
"Yeah, return it," said the second. "They make cheap stuff nowadays. Return it, get your $150,
then come right back here and buy a Starbucks card - we NEVER break! This one's on us."