We went to Starbucks to get Frappucinos, even though it’s No-Frap November,
And clearly the gods are punishing us.
Mara decided not to order in French, god knows why. It’s so easy to say “Deux venti frappuccino, the vert, avec du lait soya, sil-vous-plait.”
YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE TO USE GRAMMAR, IT COULD BE COMPLETE SHIT, AND THEY’D STILL GET IT.
But no, she ordered in English, and I’m POSITIVE that she said frappuccino, but they heard green tea latte, so they gave us two green tea lattes.
And then I was sad, so they made us the frappuccinos, but Liam took it upon himself to try to buy me a frappuccino, even though the barista said they would make the frappuccinos, and it was all this confusion between the french and the english, and the stupidness,
So they gave us two green tea lattes, and three frappuccinos. With dairy.
And then I threw up.