Everyone and their mother (literally) pays me in Starbucks cards. This week alone I banked 50 bucks. In a good months, I could get more than 200 dollars.
I really loved Starbucks and would go almost daily. Then I got a job that gave me a paid tab there to just hang out every day (to try to meet people their for our business).
Then I started doing a lot of volunteer work, not wanting pay. So I'd tell people to just give me a coffee. Somehow it lost translation in their minds. Seriously, I just finished house sitting, got a 25 buck card. And did a lot of yard work for an old lady, got another 25 buck card.
I hate getting them for christmas and birthday, because everyone sends me one. Can't I just get a tie or some socks like everyone else?
All this to say, they've ruined my taste of coffee. I'm going to just save them and regift them. I can't go to Starbucks anymore, I'm sorry. You ruined my favorite thing in the world. All because I was a nice person and didn't want to take your money.
9/20/08
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