The Hannah Joel: "Can I have a caramel frappuccino, extra, extra caramel? Enough to rot teeth?" You are a kid at heart. You are fun-loving and are most at home around Dino Nuggets.
The Suzie Mom: "Yes, I will have a iced white chocolate mocha. Light ice."
You are classic and cozy. You are specific in what you need and yet think outside of the chocolate color box.
The Jessica in California: "Hi. Can you please make me the largest size of something with oodles of caffeine, but nonfat, creamy, savory, cold, and I really like chocolate."
Your expectations in life are open. You are what we call a Starbucks optimist. You make lemons into macchiatos.
The WTF Ben: "Can I get a tall soy pumpkin latte with three extra shots... of soy?"
You think you are exotic, but you are really just over-complicated. And you drink soy. Gross.
The Make-Your-Own Reilly: "Okay, I'm about to blow your mind. I would like a caramel macchiato frappuccino. Stay with me here. Coffee frappuccino, two pumps of vanilla, caramel sauce mixed in and poured on top. Yeah, I used to work here."
You are awkward but lovable, and creative. (That's actually just a creative way of saying eccentric.)
The Laura Sneak: "Venti iced chai, no ice." (Ten minutes later at Sonic) "Can I have a large cup of ice please?"
You literally squeeze until you get the very last drop... in life.
The Holy Virgin Crystal: "What's coffee?"
You are sweet, innocent, and wide-eyed... which means you're probably a secret crackhead.
Which one are you?
2 comments:
I need my own flavor.
I'm laughing almost too hard to type. Seriously. Backspace is my best friend right now.
So spot-on. And you remembered. Because you're a damn genius.
And I could NEVER make lemons into a machiato...first because I can't spell machiato, second because I know there are no lemons in machiato, which immediately nix's the imagining of doing so, and third because I'm not sure what a machiato IS...I just want something ginormous with a ton of caffeine, cold, with chocolate. Whatever drink that is, that's what I'm having. And I'll love it and pay top-dollar for it and be grateful...and drink it while I stare at the blank computer screen where I used to have a book and will again someday. Later.
God, I'm verbose today. Again. What else is new?
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