http://blog.danielantrim.com/2006/03/30/the-kid-from-brooklyn/ The Blog Of Daniel Antrim... Thu, 09 Sep 2010 00:48:46 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.3 http://blog.danielantrim.com/2006/03/30/the-kid-from-brooklyn/#comment-34 beezhouse.com » A Virgin No More Tue, 09 May 2006 13:25:59 +0000 http://blog.danielantrim.com/?p=30#comment-34 [...] So, how did I finally end up having a coffee from Starbucks? In order to make my way through uni, I… um… volunteer… my time at a theatre in the heart of Melbourne. It was one of those cold, chilly, rainy afternoons that Melbourne is renowned for. I had a craving for coffee all afternoon, so when one of my colleagues said he was doing ‘a coffee run’, I jumped at the chance to get myself a coffee. My very first question was “where are you going”? The reply of Starbucks made me cringe. Faced with the option of herbal tea, or a Starbucks coffee, I choose the coffee. I’m was then asked what kind of coffee I want… grande, flavours… My response was “I just want a regular latte… no flavours, regular size”. I didn’t think that was to much to ask for. Anyway, a few minutes pass and Paul, my colleague at the theatre, comes back with this huge cup… (paper, cringe factor five! Knowing it would be take-away, this is a sacrifice I reluctantly accept). The cup. My God! It was bigger than a pint! It was essentially warm milk… they at least got the temperature right… I could drink it straight away… alas it had a very faint coffee taste, and a poor one at that. My first and last Starbucks experience wasn’t a pleasant one. (Check out the experience of another consumer at Starbuck at Idle Thoughts… very funny… language warning…). [...] [...] So, how did I finally end up having a coffee from Starbucks? In order to make my way through uni, I… um… volunteer… my time at a theatre in the heart of Melbourne. It was one of those cold, chilly, rainy afternoons that Melbourne is renowned for. I had a craving for coffee all afternoon, so when one of my colleagues said he was doing ‘a coffee run’, I jumped at the chance to get myself a coffee. My very first question was “where are you going”? The reply of Starbucks made me cringe. Faced with the option of herbal tea, or a Starbucks coffee, I choose the coffee. I’m was then asked what kind of coffee I want… grande, flavours… My response was “I just want a regular latte… no flavours, regular size”. I didn’t think that was to much to ask for. Anyway, a few minutes pass and Paul, my colleague at the theatre, comes back with this huge cup… (paper, cringe factor five! Knowing it would be take-away, this is a sacrifice I reluctantly accept). The cup. My God! It was bigger than a pint! It was essentially warm milk… they at least got the temperature right… I could drink it straight away… alas it had a very faint coffee taste, and a poor one at that. My first and last Starbucks experience wasn’t a pleasant one. (Check out the experience of another consumer at Starbuck at Idle Thoughts… very funny… language warning…). [...]

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