Something Sweet

Met my first grouchy Starbucks barista today at the drive thru window (think “Maleficent” from Sleeping Beauty, but without the crazy hair horns). I still managed to smile and be polite, in spite of the “Mistress of All Evil” vibe she was giving off, because I was really looking forward to my latte. However, when I took my first sip (after having already driven away), I realized that my latte had some strange syrupy flavour in it. Most likely it had been sweetened with the sickly sweet tears of misery and angst.



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