strange thing happened yesterday.
i never buy any of those high-end premium lattes or espresso drinks that you see at starbucks or peets or wherever. i just can’t handle the thought of paying $4+ for a coffee. plus i have a feeling that if i tried one i’d like it and have to buy it every day, something i def don’t need to be doing right now.
i don’t know what came over me yesterday but i actually purchased one of them. i’m standing in line screaming inside because its 1pm and i don’t need to be buying another $2 iced coffee already. i’m screaming inside because i quit the coffee this week and no way should i be in line to order one, let alone in the store. and while i’m screaming i’m looking up at the menu at all those outrageously priced drinks. once i get to the counter i just start spitting out words i have never uttered before in a coffee shop: “i’ll have a grande pumpkin spiced iced latte with no whipped cream and a sprinkle of extra spice on top.” these words should not have belonged to me. these were the type of words spoken by people that usually stand in front of me in line. i’m always impressed by people that speak these same words and even more impressed by the employees that understand and can put a drink together that will represent the words just spoken. i have no idea how i was able to put a sentence like that together. ten minutes later i couldn’t for the life of me figure out how i came to owning a $4.65 coffee product.
but the night before i had a dream about one of them (you can see how much this coffee habit effects me, its taken control of me i’m afraid). in the dream i’m standing in line in my usual fashion, waiting to order my cheapo iced coffee. when i get to the register i find an employee looking confused as he can’t seem to find the owner of the high-end drink he just made. finally he offers it to me for free and i gladly accept. my first ever premium latte. it was big, it was expensive, but i can’t seem to remember if it was good.
now back to yesterday: i’m walking out of work when i remember this dream, the iced pumpkin latte well gone by now. so isn’t it strange that the day after i have this dream i walk in and order a drink that i’ve never thought of ordering ever before in my life, that i’m strictly against ordering – ever? and isn't it strange i never remembered this dream until after the purchased latte was finished? i’m positive this dream made me buy the premium latte, i can’t figure any other reason.
and in case you’re wondering how my coffee quitting experience is going this week - its not going well at all. in fact, since i’ve quit this past monday i’ve had 1 more ice coffee than i usually have at this point in the week. let me say that once more: i quit the juice, wanted to get off it once and for all. monday morning i didn’t get any, good start. but today is thursday and i’ve ordered 8 so far since monday afternoon, my usual for this time of the week is 7. so i’m 1 drink above a normal week and 8 drinks above where i wanted to be this week. what the christ is going on here?
i don’t know what came over me yesterday but i actually purchased one of them. i’m standing in line screaming inside because its 1pm and i don’t need to be buying another $2 iced coffee already. i’m screaming inside because i quit the coffee this week and no way should i be in line to order one, let alone in the store. and while i’m screaming i’m looking up at the menu at all those outrageously priced drinks. once i get to the counter i just start spitting out words i have never uttered before in a coffee shop: “i’ll have a grande pumpkin spiced iced latte with no whipped cream and a sprinkle of extra spice on top.” these words should not have belonged to me. these were the type of words spoken by people that usually stand in front of me in line. i’m always impressed by people that speak these same words and even more impressed by the employees that understand and can put a drink together that will represent the words just spoken. i have no idea how i was able to put a sentence like that together. ten minutes later i couldn’t for the life of me figure out how i came to owning a $4.65 coffee product.
but the night before i had a dream about one of them (you can see how much this coffee habit effects me, its taken control of me i’m afraid). in the dream i’m standing in line in my usual fashion, waiting to order my cheapo iced coffee. when i get to the register i find an employee looking confused as he can’t seem to find the owner of the high-end drink he just made. finally he offers it to me for free and i gladly accept. my first ever premium latte. it was big, it was expensive, but i can’t seem to remember if it was good.
now back to yesterday: i’m walking out of work when i remember this dream, the iced pumpkin latte well gone by now. so isn’t it strange that the day after i have this dream i walk in and order a drink that i’ve never thought of ordering ever before in my life, that i’m strictly against ordering – ever? and isn't it strange i never remembered this dream until after the purchased latte was finished? i’m positive this dream made me buy the premium latte, i can’t figure any other reason.
and in case you’re wondering how my coffee quitting experience is going this week - its not going well at all. in fact, since i’ve quit this past monday i’ve had 1 more ice coffee than i usually have at this point in the week. let me say that once more: i quit the juice, wanted to get off it once and for all. monday morning i didn’t get any, good start. but today is thursday and i’ve ordered 8 so far since monday afternoon, my usual for this time of the week is 7. so i’m 1 drink above a normal week and 8 drinks above where i wanted to be this week. what the christ is going on here?
thrown together by raz at 12:30 PM
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