Akemi loves a good Starbucks cappuccino, but the taste of those foam-topped semi-espressos is invariably laced with a touch of (non-coffee) bitterness due to the fact that the baristas can never seem to get her name right. ”Akemi,”she tells them. “A-ke-mi!”. And they’ll nod and head off to make her drink and then, when it’s done, she’ll receive something like this:
Or this:
Or this:
Or this:
Or this:
Or this:
Or this:
Finally, this morning, on the advice of her blog regular, Jeanette, she elected to use the much simpler “Lulu” (our french bulldog) as her Starbucks name.
And this is what she received:
Today’s blog entry is dedicated to my sis, the Birthday Gal!
Published on August 01, 2013 16:01