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It's not so much the earliness of morning nor is it the untimeliness of mid-afternoon, it's more the 5:00 in the late afternoon that compels me to amass a veritable arsenal of various caffeinated products...the Americanos, the Lattes, the Double Caramel Macadamia Toffee Snuggle Crunch Eclair Flavour of the Day-ish thing (decaf and with soy...of course), the Xtra Large Dark Roasts, The Shmenti Whatevers and the odd Chai thrown in for good measure. But there is something ultimately gratifying in being able to walk up/drive up and being able to achieve full gratification with my coffee-related purchase...especially when it's only a simple cup of coffee. To have a salesperson achieve full comprehension without a single question, hesitant murmur, or blank stare before consoling with a co-worker or manager makes my freaking day that much more freaking...if you lack the vernacular, it's a good thing when this happens. When you see me skipping out of the store holding aloft a recycled paper cup as if it were the Holy Grail, then you can understand why it's suitable to describe the action of going out to obtain one as "getting coffee" but to describe drinking the liquid gold itself...no no, that's "Praising the Almighty Java and all her Javaness with Her most Hallowed and cherished above all Nectar of The Gods"...if you please.
It's not so much the earliness of morning nor is it the untimeliness of mid-afternoon, it's more the 5:00 in the late afternoon that compels me to amass a veritable arsenal of various caffeinated products...the Americanos, the Lattes, the Double Caramel Macadamia Toffee Snuggle Crunch Eclair Flavour of the Day-ish thing (decaf and with soy...of course), the Xtra Large Dark Roasts, The Shmenti Whatevers and the odd Chai thrown in for good measure. But there is something ultimately gratifying in being able to walk up/drive up and being able to achieve full gratification with my coffee-related purchase...especially when it's only a simple cup of coffee. To have a salesperson achieve full comprehension without a single question, hesitant murmur, or blank stare before consoling with a co-worker or manager makes my freaking day that much more freaking...if you lack the vernacular, it's a good thing when this happens. When you see me skipping out of the store holding aloft a recycled paper cup as if it were the Holy Grail, then you can understand why it's suitable to describe the action of going out to obtain one as "getting coffee" but to describe drinking the liquid gold itself...no no, that's "Praising the Almighty Java and all her Javaness with Her most Hallowed and cherished above all Nectar of The Gods"...if you please.
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