This morning she went to Starbucks to get a coffee. She e-mailed me the following when she got home:
Ok, I've had it with paying $4.00 for sucky Starbucks...I won't even get into the fact that it was packed with all the fuckers who don't work. So, the person that took my order wrote the correct drink on the cup, however, that still didn't stop the new girl (fatty with dark curly hair) from fucking it up and then getting pissed when she called out the drink to see what it actually was. She had a strange screwed up look on her face and actually got pissy about it. I thought they were supposed to look at the cup BEFORE making the drink? So, she remakes my drink, and I leave, get in the car and why should I be surprised to find that it is literally a cup of milk with barely any chai in it at all. Thanks for the suck-ass piece-of-shit drink. I didn't ask for a no Chai, no water, no foam glass of milk, bitch! I essentially just paid $4.00 for a cup of milk?? Fuck them.
I hope you are having a good day so far.
I love her.