You would think that hypocrisy would choke more going down.
Especially when hypocrisy was a large Costa Rica and a mini sparkle donut from the Coffee Bean.
Except that its pretty tasty.
I have been going to the Coffee Bean for almost a solid week now.
Not so bad.
Starbucks, in its infinite wisdom, has decided that letting the wifi go down without being in a hurry to repair it is good corporate logic.
Everybody comes because of the coffee, right?
Right? …………(Sounds of crickets)
Turns out its all about the wifi.
Coffee Bean is usually half empty, and Starbucks is packed.
Since the wifi went down, Starbucks has more people working there than customers, and Coffee is packed.
And here I thought I was addicted to the caffeine.
(By the way, this Costa Rican roast is something special.)
Now that its packed, with all the yoga ladies having their latte’s and surfing their iPads.
Now I realize that those who read this blog on a regular basis, (All 5 of you.) are screaming about this.
I have maligned this place in the past.
Some of my mud-slinging highlights:
1. The average age in Coffee Bean is 85 years old, until I walk in, then it drops 20 years.
2. There is a minimum of 3 oxygen tanks at the table.
3. I once claimed that the epitome of the Coffee Bean experience is when an old man sitting next to me noisily shit hi pants.
I think it would be incorrect to call it lying, not to mention rude, so lets say that a certain amount of artistic license is in play.
I came to the conclusion a long time ago that this blog exists to make me laugh.
And thats kind of it.
I don’t mind it if you laugh, but its not all about you.
Its mainly my vile little mind rambling in print, the more outrageous, the better.
I mark my better blogs by how many times I laugh out loud during the writing.
Its later, I am in a different Starbucks.
I have my familiar caffeine in a mug in front of me.
I don’t think I can use the phrase “favorite” anymore.
Its all caffeine, no matter where the beans come from or how it tastes.
I am need the caffeine, but I want/need the wifi.
Otherwise, I could just pound Rockstars all day.
Rockstar, by the way, is the meth of the caffeine fix world.
You start swilling Rockstar, you end up with no teeth, living on the street, giving oral sex to anyone who will spot you a can.
Coffee is natural, organic, and comes from nature.
Reading that, I realize how silly that sounds.
Its the argument for medical marijuana.
Which is a silly argument, but then, its not my addiction.
The really neat thing about a caffeine addiction is that you can get your fix in a dozen different ways.
Plus the acceptability factor is tough to get around.
Any drug you can be offered at a church social or during a break at a court proceeding means that you will never go without.
Plus its cheaper.
I wrote the words above this morning.
And at the end of my day, the irony is killing me.
I got home from work and began opening my mail.
And after all of the absolutely vile shit I have said about the Coffee Bean.
Turns out they felt bad that I couldn’t get to my blog site the other day.
So they sent me a couple of gift cards.
So, yeah, I feel like a dick.
Not the first time.