I am a newly converted Starbucks addict. Now, in reality, I hate coffee no matter where it's from, but I love hanging out in coffee shops. There's just something about the environment that I really enjoy. Up until a few weeks ago, however, I had this irrational disdain for Starbucks.
1. It smells like coffee.
I know this sounds ridiculous, but most other coffee shops I go to do not smell like coffee.
2. Everything has a weird name.
Frappuccino? Really? Call it a smoothie people.
3. The sizes are absurd.
Don't look at me confused when I ask you for a medium. I refuse to use cutesy names like tall and venti. And PS, there is nothing tall about a 12 oz drink.
4. They are pretentious.
My friend's order alone explains this: Venti caramel frappuccino with soy milk, extra shot, light whip, double blended. Are you kidding me? Double-flippin blended? Deal with the ice chunks. I was listening to him explain to me how much of a pain it is to remove the ice chunks from the straw and it was ridiculous. And seriously, it's not as though my friend is a poodle. Everyone from Starbucks orders like this.
I've had several conversations with foreigners about American tourists. They say we are rude, pretentious, and high maintenance. We're not just like that as tourists. We're always like that. Why do we care this much? Anyone in a position of customer service can tell you that most American's feel entitled to be this way. Giving me money does not give you an excuse to be an ass. Giving me money doesn't negate the need for a please. Being rich does not excuse you from a tip. We are taught from a young age that America is the best place on earth, but clearly we aren't the greatest people. There is nothing great about pretension.
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