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Our local Starbucks crew was struggling to keep up with a moderate crowd of 3 or 4 this morning. The lady in front of me picked up her grande caramel macchiato and quickly made her way out the door. Thirty seconds later, a Starbucks worker put a similar drink out on the counter and called out “Grande caramel macchiato!”. I waited another five minutes for my own beverage while the macchiato sat there. When mine finally got up there, the lady handed me mine, looked at the other drink still sitting there, and called out again, “Grande caramel macchiato, please.” Trying to be helpful, I explained, “I think that might be a duplicate; the lady in front of me just took one out exactly like it.” She looked at me a little strangely. “Well,” she replied, “they all look the same.” I took my latte and headed out the door. I’m unsure as to the fate of the caramel macchiato.

On a similar note, I got a retro cup with my latte, so I promptly got a sleeve to go with it. I didn’t want to end up like this guy.

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