i'm sorry wendye
"Could a nonfat, sugar-free latte be this tasty?" The minty, chocolately deliciousness rolled around making a party in my mouth. But as I was delighting in the taste, my heart sank as I read the cup - this wonderful creation belonged to "Wendye." It was a full-fat mint hot cocoa. No wonder it was so yummilicious. Apparently, I don't even look at the cup before I start sipping. At least it wasn't something nasty like an Americano. I do wonder if Wendye actually spelled her name that way. It could be the correct spelling, but knowing Starbucks, it may not have even been her name. It probably belonged to a "Mindy."
Don't worry, friends, I did inform the barista that I had mistakenly taken Wendye's drink. She slapped me on the hand, re-made Wendye's drink and then sent me on my way with Maria's good, but not Wendye-good, Starbucks fix.
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I'm assuming Wendy didn't backwash in it before you had your turn at the straw. That would not be cool.
My manager made me go get Starbucks for her the other day, so it's "Here's your hot chocolate Kristy- oh no, Nettie!" I was impressed. But then I remembered I was wearing a nametag.
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