I don't go to Starbucks too often. It seems ridiculous to me to spend $5 on a cup of coffee. Is it good? I don't know. It tastes like flavored coffee to me. I am not an expert in what Juan Valdez exported to this country on the back of some burro. I am guessing he had no problems bringing a large sack of beans stateside, along with some AK-47's and some stinger missiles to help finance his operation. THANK YOU BORDER PATROL! Sort of like Microsoft Works, a contradiction in terms. What are they patrolling anyway? The term alone would suggest it's bad to cross the border, yet...OK, anyway...that's another post.
The last two times I have gone there, I have paid the bill for the car behind me. I don't know why I have done that. I guess it is a positive wild hair. Maybe some day someone will do that for me, when I have kids bouncing around my car and am running from the repo man. It never adds up to much, but it is a small random act of kindness that hopefully will make someone's day. Yes, it goes against the principle of $5 coffee, which turns into $10 coffee. However, I feel better, and there might be a slight chance, like that kid on Pay It Forward (Haley Jo whatever), that someone does it for someone else. This helps avoid the "what's in it for me" mentality that is plaguing the globe. Maybe someone will stop to help the bleeding man on the sidewalk instead of watching him die. Too often decisions are made based on personal gain. At some point, it needs to stop. I'll make my contribution, albeit small, in the Starbuck's drive thru.
Even if it means $10 coffee.
I am not a saint. I rant a lot. Some times I get heated in my ramblings. If you are botherd by an occasional F-Bomb, turn away now. If you don't mind it, stick around, read on. You'll laugh and cry all in one viewing!
Friday, June 04, 2010
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