I forgot how much can go wrong when I order something besides a latte.
As I crossed the street and took the first sip of my coffee, I thought: “Yes. Just what I needed. A little sweet but not too sweet. So glad I took it down to 2 pumps of white mocha instead of 4. Wow, this is really creamy.” Cue glance at cup and realization that he forgot to put the ‘N’ in the milk box.
I don’t know why he forgot. I said the drink 3 times and my name twice. And furthermore, why didn’t she put whipped cream on it if it’s 2%? Hmph. At least he got the only 2 pumps on there.
On a more upbeat note, it’s Friday. Wooooot. So I am going to stop whining, happily sip my coffee and think about all of the good things in my life. Which are myriad.