Starbucks

Larry and I have been staying up quite late these days...working on the house.

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One of these wonderful nights we made a late night Starbucks run...they closed at 11 and we were there about 10:45pm. Let me just say -

How do you know when you need to seek professional help via Starbucks Anonymous?

1) Your cars transmission craps out on you and you can't make it through the drive-through of your local Starbucks.

2) You can't afford a car with working windows so that you CAN go through the drive-through of your local Starbucks.

I kid you not...we pull into the Starbucks drive-through with two cars ahead of us. The one DIRECTLY in front of us has to open the car door to place their order - because their window doesn't work.
They order and now it's our turn. We place are order and the lane moves. Next thing we notice the car in front of the broken window vehicle isn't moving. It doesn't pull up to the window, however the front passenger gets out and proceeds to walk up to the window to pay and pick up their order.

At this point...I mention to Larry that we should never leave the house after 10again, because only weird crap happens to us after hours. All kinds of ideas are being tossed back and forth between us as to why the crackhead in the vehicle just got out and WALKED to the window.

Next thing we see...two other girls emerge from the vehicle and go up to the window. One of them yells that her car just broke down.

Then the man (repping the Rockets in his late model Rocket jersey) driving broken window vehicle and my husband both get out to help push the car out of the way. The broken window guy tries to turn it on and guide it so my husband can push it tells us the cars transmission crapped out....how accurate this is (coming from a beat down car owner) is unknown.

Point is...if your vehicles are that bad off...maybe you should save the money you spend on Starbucks and get a few repairs done.

I love Starbucks as much as the next guy...but man...sometimes you just have to say no.