So I am sitting here in a Starbucks in tiny Carleton Place.
Why we rated high enough to get one is beyond me, but I am thankful just the same. Yes, it is more expensive than the beloved Tim Hortons of Canada.
But it tastes so much better.
I love that Starbucks makes my drink like Burger King, my way.
Still, I treat it as a special occasion. So much so that I don't mind that my friend is 20 minutes late.
However, now I feel like one of those pretentious looking people, sipping my latte and thumbing this keyboard, nay- the world as I look through the plate glass window at the traffic going by.
Maybe I should call my friend. I could be stood-up-at-Starbucks.
Why we rated high enough to get one is beyond me, but I am thankful just the same. Yes, it is more expensive than the beloved Tim Hortons of Canada.
But it tastes so much better.
I love that Starbucks makes my drink like Burger King, my way.
Still, I treat it as a special occasion. So much so that I don't mind that my friend is 20 minutes late.
However, now I feel like one of those pretentious looking people, sipping my latte and thumbing this keyboard, nay- the world as I look through the plate glass window at the traffic going by.
Maybe I should call my friend. I could be stood-up-at-Starbucks.
