After depositing my expense check, Vanessa and I went to Starbucks because she wanted coffee.  Me?  I could care less this late at night.  But, as things go, we got there, and I immediately wanted a grande café mocha, which I eagerly stated to the metal box with the speaker.  The most pleasant voice ever responded, asking what Vanessa would like.  We ordered her drink and the polite voice gave me the total, asked me to drive around to the window.  The voice was so soothing and calm (and at a coffee place, right?) and I felt so relaxed.  It was like I was 30,000 feet above sea level and on my way to some place like DTW or SFO.  After receiving our coffee, I was disappointed that the barista didn’t thank us for flying with Delta and to gather our belongings before exiting the plane.

But, seriously, when compared to drive-thru windows I had frequented in the past, this one was like Nirvana.

I plan to use a Starbucks drive-thru whenever I can from this point forward.  Always and forever.