For weeks now every time I order my traditional “Venti, Triple, Non-fat, Upside Down, Caramel Macchiato” I kick myself because after I’ve paid, and they’ve already started to make the wonderful substance of choice…I see their blackboard description of the Cinnamon Dolce Latte. It’s been around a while, but I keep forgetting that I want to try it.
Then came yesterday…I was on a mission. I remembered before walking into the store and ordered my first “Venti, non-fat, Sugar Free Syrup, Cinnamon Dolce Latte”. I liked it very much, in fact, enough to make it my beverage of choice for a while. This morning I tried to tell myself I didn’t need to be going to Starbucks, but my car ended up taking me there, wierd! I ordered the newfound drink of choice, but tweaked it slightly by adding an extra shot of espresso. Yep, now it was definitely perfect. Yum.
I must confess I agree it makes no sense to buy these fluff drinks. However, I’m addicted. I’d seriously be in need of a therapy group if I was forced to quit. I try to go in moderation…I was even proud of myself a while ago because I went a whole week [I know you’re in shock, a whole week….wowza!] without frequenting one of the 3 Starbucks I usually go to. Rob has been very good at not harrassing me when he sees “732” charges to Starbucks on our bank statements…but I don’t know how long that will last.
Then today when I gave my order, Robbin (she’d also need a therapy group if she had to quit) told me I was a high-maintenance orderer. What? No way. But then she reminded me it wasn’t just Starbucks…at Subway I have my order down to: “6 inch, Turkey, wheat bread, with 1 strip (don’t overdo it) of spicy mustard, 1 piece (no more than that, please) of onion, black olives, lettuce, tomatoes, 1 spinach leaf (just a tich of spinach flavor is enough) and a bit of vinegar (no oil) and then salt and pepper the heck out of it”.
Hey, I just am being specific – I know what I want, is that a crime? Wait, then there’s the whole food envy thing I have going on…at restaurants I must know what everyone else is ordering first – just in case they have somehow managed to choose something better than what I’m having. I don’t want to sit and eat with food envy the entire meal, after all. Once it’s safe and I don’t think I need to order a “I’ll have what they’re having” type of thing, then, and only then will I place my perfect order.
I know, I’m a mess. 🙂