Spilling the Beans


Imagine going in to McDonald’s and ordering a beef patty that weighs exactly 3.7 ounces, cooked until the internal temperature is 142.3 degrees, then is served with 2/3 of a slice of whole-milk American cheese, on a whole-wheat bun that is toasted at 400 degrees for 90 seconds, with 1 tablespoon of ketchup and one teaspoon  of mustard, and two slices of dill pickle exactly 3 mm thick placed 1 cm apart on the bun.

That’s how I view people who drink coffee from places like Starbucks. A coworker who wishes to remain anonymous came in this morning livid that they had gotten her order egregiously wrong. It was not the hazelnut latte with half a pump of syrup served at 170 degrees she ordered, but some super-sweet cinnamon vileness. Not being a coffee drinker, the fast food analogy is the closest I can come to understanding the specificity of these preferences.

3 comments:

Amanda said...

It's called being picky! Some of it is fine, but come on folks.

Jer said...

Agreed. Some of it is ok. I get really bugged at the fast food people when they put onions on my burger; my wife can't eat it if there's anything more than ketchup on it. I guess it's all preference.

)en said...

well that sounds like a completely different drink. I'd be mad.