Today at Starbucks, this happened.
NOTE: when you walk into our starbucks, there's a rack to buy the newspapers. Today, of course, they were all about the Colorado shootings in the movie theater.
Me: *casually enjoying a mocha coconut with nonfat milk while tumbling on my iPod, when a father and his 5 or 6 year old son sit down*
Son: Dad, what are all the newspapers talking about? Who got shot?
Father: A bad man shot a lot of people who were innocent while a movie was playing.
Son: Where was Captain America to save them? Where was Iron Man or Thor?
Me: *crying on the inside*
Father: I don't know.
Son: Why couldn't Spiderman save them?
Father: I don't know. They were probably fighting other bad guys. But the police found this bad guy, so don't be scared.
Son: I'm not scared. When I grow up, I wanna be a superhero and save people from bad guys.
Me: *crying and sobbing on the inside while trying to stay calm*
I don’t drink coffee. I guess I can buy their hot chocolate.
Just another reason why I love Starbucks.
Fuck ya Starbucks!
Can I get a Venti Frappuccino and a “praise God!”?
…I think I’m going to need to start liking their stuff.