Since my attempt to quit caffeine has so far resulted in much mental anguish but absolutely no change whatsoever in my daily life, I visited Starbucks yesterday.
(I can tell Starbucks is going to be a problem if I stop drinking caffeine. Considering it is the halfway point on our walks to and from school, and that my kids are as hooked on their pricey donuts as much as I am on their pricey lattes, it's not going to be easy to resist.)
Yesterday, I even remembered to tuck my reusable cup into my bag when I left the house, something I usually forget to do. At Starbucks, though, I momentarily forgot that I had brought it. I ordered my drink, opened my bag to pay, and saw my cup sitting in there.
"Oh, yeah, I have my own cup," I said, handing it to the cashier. At the same moment I noticed the barista was already starting to write the order on a paper cup. "Guess I'm too late," I commented.
"That's okay, we can still use yours," the cashier said, handing it to the barista, who turned and threw the paper cup into the trash.
Which, to me, kind of defeats the purpose.
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It is kind of like when I bring my bags to the supermarket and they put them in the plastic and then in my bag. I would stop bringing the bags but they do give me 2 cents for each.
The starbucks conspiracy continues!
Too funny about the fate of that cup. So much for being "green" huh?
ah! i did the same thing last week. they are so quick on the draw of that cup, i swear!
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