This morning i went to Einsteins because it’s right accross from where i drop my wife off at her work. By the time i got to work myself, i needed another one, so i went to the nearby Bruegger’s.
It’s funny how all the little things have an effect on how you think of a place… the plastic standy-up parts of the milks and half-and-half were either broken or missing altogether. The whole place smelled like burning sesame seeds. The music was kindof annoying. the coffee was sour. A large coffee is just over two bucks, whereas at Einsteins, it’s just under two bucks. It’f funny how that extra dollar threshhold makes a difference. It’s accentuates just how much i don’t feel like i’m getting my two buck’s worth.
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