Fancy Drink, Fancy Drink by Andi Lutz This morning I decided to go through the Starbucks' drive-thru, but only if there was no one in line. Surprisingly enough, there was no one there. But, while I sat at the light for 3 minutes, then went through the maze of two round abouts in order to get less than a quarter mile, they were busy again. The only reason I decided to go was because I have 17 cents on a gift card that I've had for over a year and I had extra time before I was late for work. I order my cheap and plain coffee, small decaf, one cream, 3 sugars. I refuse to say tall because it is not tall and of course the price went up since I was there last. So I dig out the right amount of change, paying in all change, and 17 cents on the gift card. When I pulled up the man says, the lady in front of you paid for yours. I've always heard of this happening but it's never happened to me. I thought that was nice, but I'm not paying for the person behind me which has pro...
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