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.

Brady bails on Jay V to be sick at home or something, so Jay talks about Tennessee, and then exclaims, “Brady and I are going to Salem!”

Please don’t forget to do the homework assignment, due on the 12th of November. Thanks!

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So, hot on the newswire Saturday was a woman named Jordan Triplett, of Knox County, TN. What was so important about her that a blog in Philadelphia is talking about her? Starbucks Gossip mentions what Knox News reports. “Jordan Triplett went for a morning pick-me-up from Starbucks and wound up with first-degree burns.”

According to the lawsuit, as reported by Knox News, she ordered coffee from a Starbucks drive-thru window—and may I take a moment to point out that how come the South gets drive-thru Starbuckses, and we don’t?? —and she noticed that the lid was not on properly. “[She] balanced the extremely hot cup of coffee on her thigh with her hand on top of the cup as she pulled away from the window and negotiated a turn onto the roadway.”

That’s when she spilled it all over her lap, causing, “severe blisters and burns on her hand, inner thigh and vaginal area.”

I posted a comment on Starbucks Gossip, and it goes a little bit like this: (more…)