Up until recently, I've had two basic Starbucks orders. In the summer (starting late May in LV) I order a Quad Expresso in a Venti cup with extra ice. NO WATER! Then I add about an inch of 2% milk and sprinkle 1 pack of raw sugar over the top. I like the crunchy sugar bites. In mid September, or so, I switch back to my basic Grande Americano with room. I add a little 2% milk. No sugar.
Recently, my Americano has been unfullfiling; it tastes weak to me. So a few weeks ago, I asked if I could just get a Quad Espresso in a Grande cup with about 1 1/2 inch of hot water. Perfect! I know I could ask for a Venti Americano with an extra shot and room but then they add too much water. And I think it costs more than my custom drink.
My Quad Espresso, with tax, is $2.78. Yes, I know I could make it at home for a fraction of the cost. That is, after I buy a $900 espresso machine. I figure I'll let Starbucks do the work. At twice a week, it would take me almost 3 years to pay off the machine. Besides, I'd have to do the work. And the cleanup.
The point is, I know the price of my drink. When they ring it up and tell me it is $3.55, I tell them "No, it is $2.78." So, this morning, when my barista told me I owed $2.11. I told him, "No, it is $2.78." He looked at me funny and then punched a couple keys on the cash register and came up with $2.11. I told him he was under charging me. At that point, my coffee buddy, Brian, elbowed me and told me to shut up. I said, "No, they are under charging me and that is wrong. It's karma." The barista looked to his manager who came over and punched a few keys. Again, the register said $2.11 and she looked at me and indicated that's what I should pay. I agreed. Brian was happy because he was copying my order and he paid $2.11 also.
We went over to the pick up spot. A little bit later, another barista called out a quad espresso. I went to pick it up and she looked at me and said, "No Susan, this is not yours." She knows me. We waited a bit and then Brian's order came. I told her the other one must be mine and she looked at the cup again and read off, "Quad Espresso with 1 1/2 inch water?" I said, "yes". And she turned the cup around and told me it didn't have my name on it. I took the cup anyway.
And, from now on, when anyone at Starbucks asks if I have a name for my cup, I am going to tell them it is "KARMA."
P.S. It was Brian who figured out that the casher thought I was saying that my name is KARMA.