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I'm living as clean as I could, writing about it as a source of motivation, accountability and sometimes an outlet for frustrated cupcake cravings. Oh, I do like pretty bags, they make the occasional appearance here.

Sunday, January 22, 2017

The Magic of My Local Starbucks

Just a quick one before I get back to work.

I went to my usual local Starbucks today. It's more crowded than usual given it is a Sunday afternoon and there was a long line to place orders. I stepped in line behind a few other people, a little impatient since I'm here almost everyday and never had to wait in line because it's always empty here. My usual barista greeted me and asked if I want the usual. I hesitantly said yes, aware of every other customer in line looking at me like I had killed their mother, and their mothers' cat too.

I braced myself for the death stares. I paid and my usual latte with extra shots was waiting for me at the service counter, yay so fast!

Then I sat down to work. I tried the password for Internet log in, but the page said I'm already connected. Okay, that never happened before. After 2 hours, I was disconnected, which was usual. I disconnected from and reconnected to the Wifi and was immediately connected, without having to key in the password per usual. WHAT IS HAPPENING?

Am I such a valued customer that even the Wifi know to give me special treatment?

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