CORONA DEL MAR TODAY

Butting in Line When You Have a Very Complicated Starbucks Order

At the airport, I thought the end of the line was the start of the line. A woman getting ready line up behind me noticed this when I stepped back to move to the correct queue. Then, in a rather deft football-player type move, she scooted around me and cut me off, lining up in front of me.

As if this wasn’t enough, all I wanted was a small drip coffee. But this woman — she wanted a lemon muffin, a double tall Frappuccino with two hazelnut pumps and a tall skinny caramel Macchiato with a pump of vanilla. The stand had only one worker, taking orders, money and making drinks. She had a system, but it was slow.

I was slightly pleased when a woman came up with a mocha drink that she hated and wanted replaced, so the butting woman also was cut off and had to wait. But that was bad for me, making me twice a victim of people getting in front of me.

This woman had no clue what I wanted to order, to be fair, and I could have said, “Do you mind if I go first — I just want a drip cup.” But she already showed her true colors, and besides, I was at the airport. All you do really is wait around.

I can’t wait to be home.