all go through obsessions, right?
Right! I go through them constantly,
whether they be over a film,
book, character, type of food,
etc. Well, there's one that's
stayed with me over the course
of a few years now. It should
have left me long ago, departed
for the West. But no, it's lingered,
forever haunting my steps, seductively
whispering in my ear to just
*give in*. I am of course talking
about the almighty STARBUCKS,
praise to thee! *Collapses on
floor, praying to huge, golden
all started a few years back.
I'd never heard of Starbucks
in my life! Then up in grotty Enfield Town, one
suddenly appeared. "Oooooh,
wot's this?" inquired naive
younger me, and in I went to
the awaiting open jaws of Starbucks!
Such a big list of weird sounding
drinks, all I wanted was a hot
chocolate! Now in the early
days of this one, staff used
to actually bring the drink
to you (can't imagine that now,
somehow!). As the guy approached
my sister and I seated at our
high table (feet dangling on
our seats), he tripped, and
managed to spill half the contents
everywhere, including drips
on us. Being a typical Enfielder,
he didn't apologise, and glared
at us as if it was our fault
he was a clumsy idiot. Eheheh!
I was swayed away from the taste
of Starbucks hot chocolate forever
after this; perhaps I was left
bitter after my first encounter
in there. Idiot!
so my relationship with Starbucks
got off to a pretty rubbish
start. But of course, that ain't
the end of my story! Deciding
to be brave, I ventured in there
again a few weeks later, deciding
this time to go for a coffee.
"Mocha? Expresso? Latte? Ay?"
Choosing eventually a latte,
as it was the only one I'd heard
of before, twas served before
me, and I took a sip. *Drum
pretty nice, rather creamy............I
like!" Little did I know at
the time that I would never
again ask for another drink,
and that latte would soon become
a name both feared and admired!!!!!
Feared by my friends, admired
(and totally devoted to) by
me! I just love it so much,
almost feel like I have a relationship
with it! Somedays it's good,
others it's alright....I find
it all depends on the location
(usually). The Starbucks at
Leicester Square is my absolute
favourite in the whooole of
London. I think it's the combination
of excitment, a great atmosphere,
and a cup of my favourite drink
that adds to the overall quality
of it. Most of the Starbucks
in central London are nice,
except for the one next to Tower
Records at Piccadilly Circus,
that was a viiiiiiiile taste,
who knows what they put in that!
I shudder to think! (Why am
I thinking dodgy thoughts now?).
Enfield Town's lattes are mixture
of class and outright dirt.
The nasty ones I put down to
laziness and Enfileditis.
what is the point to this random
burst of sadness from yours
truly, I hear you ask? I warn
all those who haven't caught
the Starbucks bug to cease laughing
now, as it could be coming to
an area near you! I have heard
Starbucks be compared to the
plague - that it spreads quickly
and soon takes over (though
I must live in the only part
of London which DOESN'T have
a Starbucks nearby, how typical
is that?). Aaaanyways, my friends
used to laugh at me as I fled
towards the nearest Starbucks,
eyes wide, mouth drooling. "Mwa,
how sad!" they used to jeer,
as I calmly walked out, clutching
a cup of latte which was ALL
MINE!!!! But oh look, now they
drink from it! They drink from
that "expensive, bland" place.
And they enjoy it! Oh some have
not yet found the light concerning
lattes, but they will.
will. *Sharpens Starbucks knife*