Okay - I know. Drinking decaf coffee is freaky. What's the point right? Why spend money of some phoney baloney coffee? What a waste. It's like hanging out at the freakin' smoke doors and not inhaling (I've done that too!).
Here's the deal. There's a point. A very large point - to drinking decaf. One reason would be that coffee is YUMMY. The other reason would be that Tim Horton's is obviously lacing their coffee with crack cocaine. (Just kidding - don't be breaking out the urban legend-chainmail-hoax emails to all your friends!) Seriously though, I crave Tim's coffee and need my daily fix. Sometimes my throughout-the-daily fix. It's warm, and soothing and the act of sipping it is relaxing, like meditation if you will.
I have a thyroid condition that tends to make my heart zippy. For this reason alone, I am forced to drink the decaf coffee.
Tonight, the girl at the Timmy's drive through tried to ensure I had a really entertaining and sleepless evening, followed by a work day of delerium tommorrow (due to the lack of sleep). I ordered a decaf at the drive thru.
This is always risky in the evening, because this location is pretty quiet at night. Usually, it results in a somewhat skanky decafinated beverage.
When I got to the window, I observed the she devil pouring the drebs of the decaf pot into my cup. She then placed her back to the window, and reached for a regular to top up the cup. THE SHEER NERVE! She did a little side glance at the window, and walked over to place the cup infront of me. What Ever! Then when I called her on it and refused to her toxic slime, she just shrugged. My 'manager' side shuddered. I told her I would wait for a fresh pot - then the little brain surgeon told me to drive around again...although there was no one behind me. Hmmmmm....
Yeah. Because I would love to give you the opportunity to spit in my beverage. NOT!!!
They wrecked coffee for me. You bastards.
Corie: Now you know - I had to write a letter about this one!
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