Tragedy struck today when I didn’t wake up on time to get Starbucks before work. No problem, I thought. Barnes & Noble with Amanda later, get some then.
Think again, Jenna. Think. Again.
I pull into the Barnes & Noble parking lot after work and get a text message. Someone loves me? Yes, anti-good-times.
“OMG there is no where to sir”
Yes, that was a word for word text. Yes, sometimes I write her texts out because it’s fun for me, and right now I need that. Anyways, Amanda decides to go home since we wouldn’t be able to sit down (understandable).
Fail. Okay, I can do this. Plan two.
My other friend Abbey had wanted to hang out today as well. Sweet. Starbucks? Awesome. Our usual spot.
Easier said than done. Again.
I walk into Starbucks…and there is nowhere to sit. Literally not one chair. I walked up to the ordering counter so I didn’t just turn around (though I should have).
Me: “There are literally no chairs.”
Barista 1: *awkward laugh* “I’m sorry, hon!”
Barista 2: “Tell them to move.”
Me: “I think you should tell them. They’ll listen to you.”
Barista 2: “No, she won’t like that.” *nods to Barista 1*
Me: *sigh* “Let me call my friend.”
Barista 1: “Good luck!”
…couple minutes pass to call Abbey…
Me: “Yeah…I’m out of here.”
Barista: *awkward laugh* “Sorry about that, hon!”
Me: “It’s okay. I’m sure you’ll see me tomorrow.”
I love the Starbucks workers. I love Starbucks. MY Starbucks. I don’t want to go somewhere else!!!
Where am I now, you ask?
Yes, the one that Starbucks is a block away from and competes with on the regular. They took control of this region of West Fargo (or is it Fargo? Silly borders) some years back now. This led up to the closing of one of my favorite local places due to sales. I despised them for this for quite some time. Barnes & Noble was my haven anyways, but other students learned one day that it is in fact a good place to do homework. Fancy that, right? No, don’t fancy that. Seats filled, and I needed somewhere to go. I decided on Starbucks. I learned that one of my favorite Barista’s from Barnes & Noble (Barista 2 from above, in fact) was now working at that Starbucks. I was further convinced that it was my new place for when Barnes & Noble was too busy, or when there were no places for me to plug in my laptop to write rants like this one.
Starbucks has done a wonderful job of allowing me to hang out in their facility for hours on end without complaint. I would sit there for six hours and order nothing but a mocha. Good music, too…sometimes. But not today. No, today I had to leave.
So here I am, typing away this ranty McRanterson at Caribou Coffee. Don’t get me wrong, I have no problems with this place, but it’s not my place. It’s not even my second place. It’s the place I go when I need somewhere to go and my places are too busy. This has never happened before.
But I can’t complain any longer. This place has high ceilings and big windows. I can watch the snow fall. Adele was playing when I started writing this, which wasn’t that long ago considering I’m typing really fast in my rant mode.
I think I’ll go get my coffee now.
What do you do when “your place” is too full to be in?
Would you drive around town to find a place to sit and enjoy coffee?