I hate to admit it, but I am a Starbucks junkie. A day without Starbucks is a rough day indeed. I am embarrassed to admit it, but I even have the Starbucks Duetto Credit Card. Before my recent experience, I had the highest respect for the company and its chain of stores. I am not referring to their recent coupon fiasco either. Story here in case you missed it. While that has cause nothing but PR problems for Starbucks, my experience was more personal. One so bad, that after a couple of weeks I still think about it every time I walk into a Starbucks!
What made the experience so bad that I would blog about it you ask? Was the service particularly bad … well yes, now that I think about it, but that was not the reason. Did they screw up my order … well actually they had to remake both drinks due to the fact that baristas did not know that a Grande should have 2 shots of espresso, but that was not the reason. So what was the reason you ask? Hold on-I am getting to it. It was the pastries… How could those sweet treats that they sell behind the counter scar me for life you ask? Was the dessert stale? Were they moldy? Don’t know, I didn’t have one, but the lady in front of me ordered one and that is where it all started. It was not until the baristas reached in to grab a square that I noticed the dozens and dozens of red fruit flies in the case. Once disturbed the flies were everywhere. So many that a person could not help but notice. I guess I can’t say that since the person behind the counter did not seem to notice or care, but the lady in front of me did and so did I. Now I think about it every time I walk into a Starbucks. It is amazing that one bad experience halfway across the country can affect the image of every single Starbucks location, but that is just what this experience has done for me.
Well my triple, Venti, no fat, no foam, Caramel Macchiato is just about done, and so I guess is this rant.