Coffee Snob!

Coffee for me is solely a weekend thing now. As part of foods I need to restrict from my diet and take my stomach issues more seriously.

I usually make my own on the weekend, as I've started spending a decent amount of money on a .lb of coffee. It's a treat. This morning I realized I do not have any filters!

Instead of being smart and just going to the store and picking up a $3 pack of filters, I decided to be lazy and spend $6 on a Caramel Machiato. Smart right?

The cafe across the street is running a "second chance" program for people re-entering the work force after being handed a rough hand in life. The people making my coffee is not the issue. Everyone deserves a second chance at earning a skill.

It's the fact they couldn't make the coffee I asked for.

Then a bad thought crossed my mind. I'm a horrible person. I'm a coffee snob!
If I'm paying $5-7 for a cup, I want someone who knows how to make, to make it!
Not to ask the customer if they want room for milk and cream......umm no. If you knew what was in it, you wouldn't be asking me that! (I didn't say that, but I thought it).

I'll refrain from going out in public to get coffee from now on. I think it's great a local business is involved in the community, but it made me realized I need to calm to the f####k down a few hundred notches. It's just coffee. This is their life. A second chance at it. No one is so self important that they (see"me") needs to be having shitty attitude thoughts towards them cos they got my coffee wrong.