Doris L.
Yelp
Blah, blah, blah, Vivace, blah, blah, mmmmmm, tasty, blah, blah, Starfucks, blah.
Fine. Howard Shutlz sold my Sonics to some backwater hick who is holding everyone who is still willing to be a fan hostage (can someone please tell me why I had to take the fucking Clipper to Tacoma for a season not 15 years ago so they could create the Key from the Coliseum if it wasn't going to be a WORLD CLASS arena?)
Fine, Starbucks is a terrible giant that is pushing the little coffee guy into obscurity. I totally buy all this. Again, blah, blah...effing blah.
I get the same thing every time and it tastes the same every time. It's fast, and I don't have to park. The people there are drinking some really good Kool-Aid because they are pleasant as all get out AT ALL TIMES. And I have to tell you, I am not. I get pissy if they are out of the correct straw for my cup size. And they take that shit in STRIDE. And they have my Turkey Bacon sandwich, which I eat with stolen ketchup at my desk every morning. Yum.
So, all I am saying is this: Very convenient, very fun to talk into the little machine, and apparently all those years of smoking have paid off in some small way because they recognize my sultry, sexy voice every morning. Thank you RJ Reynolds.
Still go to Vivace.