An open note to
Starbucks:
I'm on to you. We all are. We are the true
coffee connoisseurs. We are not the trendy, we are the desperate. We do not need to drink your frothy crap to look cool among our sophisticated co-workers - family -
blind dates.
We know the difference between a
caramel machiatto and a
caramel latte, something that you apparently do not.
And we will tell the world. Slowly, one ignorant machiatto drinker at a time. We will show them, they will learn, and they will never drink your caramel machiatto again. They will, with proud,
knowledgable eyes, order a caramel latte from you, and get the same damn thing.