Coffee Triumphant
The circle is complete—I received my tall, skim, sugar-free, no whip Cinnamon Dolce latte this morning from the mall Starbucks (I hit the Metro Starbucks yesterday). Per usual, the guy at Starbucks flirted with me nonstop. If I tried hard enough, I bet I could get free coffee like my dad used to get free coffee and breakfast at McDonald’s way back in the day . . . which promptly stopped when the woman found out my dad was happily married. It doesn’t hurt to strategically make the boyfriend jealous, does it? Oh, wait, he reads this, doesn’t he? Never mind.
Mmm, cinnamon . . .
