L'anarchie pour la Cité des Fèves
Dec. 10th, 2001 02:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
quislibet...or whatever that would be in *real* French.
I wish there weren't a Starbucks right next door to my office. At all other locations, I try to make it a point not to patronize them. But there's a Starbucks counter not very much further away from my desk than are the soda machine, drinking fountain, and restrooms in my building. (I am, in fact, very near to several places for the obtaining or disposing of beverages.)
Now, across the street, there is a cafe with somewhat cheaper and better-tasting coffee, and they are more underdog-like in that they have only a couple dozen locations in the entire country. But -- and here's the thing -- they are across the street. I have to walk about three times as far to buy coffee there. And I am lazy.
But I lash out at Starbucks in little ways. I ask for a "large" coffee, not a "venti." On one occasion, I even said, "give me a big-ass iced coffee." Ha! Take that, you neighborhood-cafe-destroying bastards!
Plus, just now I stole a handful of their raw sugar packets that J. needs for a recipe. Fight the power!
I wish there weren't a Starbucks right next door to my office. At all other locations, I try to make it a point not to patronize them. But there's a Starbucks counter not very much further away from my desk than are the soda machine, drinking fountain, and restrooms in my building. (I am, in fact, very near to several places for the obtaining or disposing of beverages.)
Now, across the street, there is a cafe with somewhat cheaper and better-tasting coffee, and they are more underdog-like in that they have only a couple dozen locations in the entire country. But -- and here's the thing -- they are across the street. I have to walk about three times as far to buy coffee there. And I am lazy.
But I lash out at Starbucks in little ways. I ask for a "large" coffee, not a "venti." On one occasion, I even said, "give me a big-ass iced coffee." Ha! Take that, you neighborhood-cafe-destroying bastards!
Plus, just now I stole a handful of their raw sugar packets that J. needs for a recipe. Fight the power!
