A Prost:
To the barista at Starbuck's Best downtown.

Let's preface by saying that I'm just a little bit of a smartass. So when I wasn't quite sure what form I wanted my caffiene to take yesterday, I stalled for time by ordering something from the holiday season, no longer on the menu. The cashier gave me the blank stare I was going for, but the perky little barista chirped up that she remembered how to make the special flavor from the syrups they had available. She came through with the cup of holiday cheer I was looking for.

Maybe if Starbucks buys every single coffee store in the nation, we'll all get the same service?