Had a weird craving this morning for the Old Paradise Street blend. Although I am already caffeinating. This is either going to go very well or very wrong. Continuing my penchant for encountering only deeply peculiar service industry staff, today the Costa baristas began cheerily complaining to me that they have to use Italian measure of quantification for small, medium and large coffees. Reminded me of the time I was actually in Italy and it was so hot that the locals were complaining about the heat to the tourists, such as I. (ISS SO OT, the gelato manageress complained, fanning herself in sunbaked Florence streets...). Anyway, look, Im not proud I went to a chain, alright? I just like this Paradise thing. Even though it was made with all the love and soul of a flaccid cumshot into a flimsy cup. Its MY cup.
Posted on: Tue, 28 Oct 2014 08:58:45 +0000
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