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the “hate-it” list (volume 2)…

Posted in Things that peeve me with tags , , , , on November 24, 2016 by fromthenuthousewithlove

Where the hell have I been the last 6 months? well, no where interesting. I’m here now though, because I have to add a fourth item to my list of things I hate. In the first volume, I had 3 items in one post, this one will be more focused and will only have 1. What can I possibly hate so much that deserves an entire post dedicated to my hatred for it? Well read on and find out! I’ll give you a hint, it’s not coffee.
What I get when I do order my coffee is another story, because when I do make a coffee purchase, from a coffee shop, I want to be able to tell them what I want, and have them make it for me. If I have to add my own cream/milk and sugar and pay over $2 a cup. That’s when I have a problem. It irritates me for two reasons, the first being the more obvious one…that I’m paying for it and have to “fix it” myself. I mean, come on, it’s not like you’re prices are cheap to begin with. I feel like I should be compensated for all this free manual labour I am providing. What next?, I’ll order a breakfast sandwich and have to add my own toppings? Do it yourself coffee is not an appealing scenario for me, because in that case, I would just make it at home. So instead of complaining about it, then why don’t I? That’s why I pay someone and have it done for me, sheesh, get off my tits!
The second one is, that I can never get the proper coffee to cream ratio. Certain establishments, and by using that term I am referring to the ones that give you what you pay for. They use little dispensers, that in my opinion deposit the most desirable amount of milk, cream or sugar. However when you do it yourself, you’re stuck with packets of sugar that you can only assume will be enough, so let’s say I normally order a double double. That would inform the “barista” that I would like 2 creams, and 2 sugars. Simple, easy, efficient. If I go into a shop where I have to add my own sugar, 2 packets of sugar does absolutely nothing, so I’ll add 2 more, which brings my total up to 4 packets and still my whole entire mouth is filled with complete bitterness. Now I don’t know if that bitterness is related to the fact that I have to pay someone to provide my own services. Or if the sugar packet to sugar dispenser ratio needs some tweaking. Either way, it’s disappointment with every sip.
You think that’s bad, I then try adding my own cream or milk with those big ass cartons they have set up for you. Which I don’t know about you but sometimes I wonder how many people have actually put their mouth on that carton and taken a sip, but I can only hope that my imagination is running on fast forward with that thought. Sometimes if you’re lucky instead of a carton you get those little mini buckets with the peel off lid. I feel safer using those, but I mean then I’m standing there for 20 minute because I have to go through like 40 of them to get my desired shade. Which, even when reaching that shade, is still a gamble, and what happens when you gamble? you lose.


my thought process on grabbing coffee this morning…

Posted in Life, Rants with tags , on January 6, 2013 by fromthenuthousewithlove

I’m sitting at my laptop on a cold January morning. I have no coffee. This is not how things are supposed to work. My coffee machine is broken, and I refuse to feel like my grandfather did in the 1940’s, when he had to walk to school in 50 feet of snow, uphill both ways, just to go get a cup from Timmy’s. It would be so good though, and your leg would finally be able to stop shaking. I don’t want to get dressed though, it seems like an awful lot of work to do. If you do it though you will be able to drink and relax with your smoke, and all will be right in the universe again. It would take me at least 20 minutes. In 20 minutes though at least you know you’d have your coffee. My hair is messy. Who cares! If I go I’m not gonna fix it. That’s FINE! just get the coffee no one will care! What about clothes, do I really need to get dressed? NO! that’s the beauty of it being a Sunday morning, no one cares what you wear, you go grab your coffee and slink back home as if you never left. Let me think about it. Don’t think, just do! You drive a hard bargain. I’m not driving anything, it’s your strong will for coffee that’s taking you there. What if there’s a line up though? You’ll wait. I can’t wear my fuzzy slippers. You’ll wear your winter boots. They aren’t as comfy though, or as cute. It’s a temporary setback, and worth it, for coffee. Coffee. Yes, coffee. Alright, I’m doin it, this better be worth it! Oh, it will be, you won’t regret it. *sigh* I know.