"A tall triple shot skinny latte, please," I ordered my coffee.
"A gingerbread latte, extra shot, 140 degrees," the guy after me.
Actually, he mentioned something about how he liked the syrup but I couldn't remember. I thought he was taking a mickey so I turned around and smiled. He looked dead serious.
I pondered, “Is there a Starbucks competition on how specific you get with your coffee?”
It reminded me that few weeks ago, I went to Starbucks with a senior colleague of mine. He offered me coffee.
"Tall triple shot skinny latte, please" I said. That’s what I always have.
He repeated after me, "Tall triple latte skinny shot?"
I burst into laughters. It was not that difficult to remember was it? Tall, triple shot, skinny latte.
Just today, I realised that maybe I was as much a Starbucks freak to him as that guy was to me this morning.
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