Tuesday Trivia: Starbucks
Actually, the headline should read: “Tuesday Trivia Tirade.”
This isn’t much of “tirade” per se, but I do feel the need to address in a public forum some comments that have been made recently regarding my drinking habits. Apparently, it has been noted that I have a serious Starbucks habit.
The comments started, originally, with my parents who expressed concern for the financial revenue of my local Starbucks when I went on an extended vacation. They may have been joking, but I doubt it.
More recently, some folks have recommended that I be a spokesperson. Others have asked if I own shares. Thanks to the comment of one friend (Courtney in St. Louis, I’m looking at you), I’m trying to figure out the options for hiring a personal barista to be on hand when Starbucks is too far away for one reason or another.
And then there are the people who really care about me and who have made sure that certain outings have included stops at Starbucks. These people deserve gold stars so far as I’m concerned. Granted, their offers to stop at Starbucks have been a matter of self-preservation on their part. Me minus caffeine is not a pretty situation in which to find yourself.
Add to all of this the fact that I do much of my writing while sitting in Starbucks (like right about now), and you have what may well be considered a full-fledge fan of Starbucks.
Now, I’m betting some of you curling your noses at my Starbucks affinity. You might say there’s better coffee elsewhere or whatever it is that your complaint is with Starbucks. To that, I say: “Whatever. Give me my venti quad peppermint mocha right now, and no one gets hurt.”
If you’ve known me long enough though, you’ll know Starbucks wasn’t my first beverage habit.
Coke was and always will be my first true love in the caffeinated beverage realm.
When I could drink as many Cokes as I wanted without worrying about calories, I could and would drink about nine or 10 cans a day. (if you’re wondering about my dental health, i’ve only had one cavity in my entire life. so there!)
At one of my first jobs, my boss and coworkers were so used to never seeing me without a can of Coke in hand that, if I came to a meeting without a Coke, they would ask if I needed a minute to run and get one before we started the meeting.
And I would.
Later in my career, a coworker would wait to talk to me until she heard me pop the top on my second Coke. Sometimes she’d wait for the third one. Again, this was likely a matter of self-preservation on her part. If so, it was much appreciated.
So, yes. I drink a lot of Starbucks and I’ve had more than my fair share of Coca-Cola.
But I can’t be alone in this. What about you?
You may not have a Starbucks or Coke habit, but I’m willing to bet more than one of you has a similar food or beverage quirk. If so, now’s the time to spill the beans. We’ll form a fan club in homage to our dedication.
**I hate it when I find typos after the fact. I saw some today (april 21) and had to fix ’em. Who wants to lay odds that I didn’t find them all? =)