Sarah Jessica Parker, your post-it breakup has been topped. I’ve not only been dumped by someone I wasn’t dating, but they did it on coffee collars. Take that. Lawyered.
I was so excited to go into Starbucks this morning. It’s sunny out. I’m wearing my favorite yellow cardigan. I didn’t waffle in what I wanted at all–it was a cappuccino for me today! Kasandra was on the bar, so I knew the foam would be spectacular (sorry, that sounded kind of dirty. I didn’t know how to make it not dirty-sounding). She was making my drink and laughing just like normal, and then she dropped the bomb. She handed me these, and said shhhh.
First Alex, and now Kasandra! Are there no decent baristas left in the Commonwealth?! (Virginia is a Commonwealth, not a state. I know. It’s stupid.) I may have to start using the Keurig in the kitchen…
Oh who am I kidding, I’ll be there tomorrow. I hate the Keurig.
I need to go someplace and weep.