Alone With Everybody
making every mistake, so you don't have to. Est. 1981.

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That damn red cup!
I have been visiting Starbucks a lot lately because they are the only coffee shop that makes tea lattes and I rarely drink coffee anymore. I know a lot of people in Seattle are too cool for Starbucks, but really, it’s a local company and by spending money there, you are still stimulating the local economy in some fashion. Anyway, Thursday night before my group therapy session I stopped by my local Starbucks drive-thru to get my tea. I pulled up to the window, paid, and was handed my Awake Tea Latte, but this time wasn’t like all the others. It was served in the red, holiday cup.
The minute the red cup came into my range of sight, it was almost as if my whole adult life flashed before me. I immediately started to panic and wanted to scream at the barista I DON’T WANT THE RED CUP! CAN YOU PLEASE PUT IT IN A REGULAR CUP??!!
That damn red cup. To me, that holiday cup signifies everything I don’t have in my life. No family to spend the holidays with, no job, no money for gifts, no love interest, the overwhelming feeling of loneliness for me this time of year, the disappointment. All of it. I see it all in the Starbucks holiday cup.
I am doing a lot of work on myself right now but I still can’t help but feel like that red cup just creeped up on me and shouted in my face HAHAHAHA, YOU SUCK!
God damn that red cup!

That damn red cup!

I have been visiting Starbucks a lot lately because they are the only coffee shop that makes tea lattes and I rarely drink coffee anymore. I know a lot of people in Seattle are too cool for Starbucks, but really, it’s a local company and by spending money there, you are still stimulating the local economy in some fashion. Anyway, Thursday night before my group therapy session I stopped by my local Starbucks drive-thru to get my tea. I pulled up to the window, paid, and was handed my Awake Tea Latte, but this time wasn’t like all the others. It was served in the red, holiday cup.

The minute the red cup came into my range of sight, it was almost as if my whole adult life flashed before me. I immediately started to panic and wanted to scream at the barista I DON’T WANT THE RED CUP! CAN YOU PLEASE PUT IT IN A REGULAR CUP??!!

That damn red cup. To me, that holiday cup signifies everything I don’t have in my life. No family to spend the holidays with, no job, no money for gifts, no love interest, the overwhelming feeling of loneliness for me this time of year, the disappointment. All of it. I see it all in the Starbucks holiday cup.

I am doing a lot of work on myself right now but I still can’t help but feel like that red cup just creeped up on me and shouted in my face HAHAHAHA, YOU SUCK!

God damn that red cup!

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