Banned from Starbucks

So, what to put on my blog today….

Did you know that for years I avoided going into any Starbucks cafés? Why? You may well ask. Well here is why:
I was 14 when I first went into a Starbucks.
It was at the top of a Mountain in Canada (Whistler, near Vancouver).
I order a grandé hot choclate.
My hands are very cold.
I clasp the Hot chocolate to warm my hands up and start staring out the window, not paying attention to anything.
My brother sits down in front, I don’t notice him.
He flicks my hand.
This makes me jump.
Which makes the hot chocolate jump.
So, this hot chocolate is thrown up into the air, and then falls, spilling hot chocolate EVERYWHERE, and over EVERYONE, including me and my mum.
The café is put into chaos, everyone is laughing at the huge amount of mess I managed to make.
My clothes are saturated, and now I need new clothes, which we buy from the shop next door.
I then thought, Starbucks WAS NOT for me.
Now though, I have more reason to go……what are my reasons? Well, that’s something to think about isn’t it. Maybe because I now like coffee, who knows?