Monday, May 24, 2010

Starbucks Gratitude

On the way to meet Christy and David, we pull into the neighborhood Starbucks in Rita's Mustang (top down, of course -- it's 75 degrees), with Rita driving. Fortunately, there are only a few cars in the drive-through. We place our order and move around the corner. There's a woman in an SUV ahead of us. It has a bumper sticker urging anyone behind it to not forget the troops; we can agree with that sentiment.

The woman receives a tray with three different sized drinks. Then she accepts a bag with some kind of goodies. Then, curiously she talks some more to the window barista, who hands her a receipt (I think).

It's our turn; Rita drives forward. The young woman at the window speaks: You're not going to believe us. The woman ahead of you doesn't know you. However, she wants you both to have a great day. And she paid for your two coffees!

Wow! We express our delight at this mysterious benefactor. Somehow my Grande Pikes Place Blend with nonfat milk tastes better than usual. And Rita is pleased with her Tall Mocha.

It was a good day, indeed.

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