A yawn is a silent scream for coffee.
On Facebook today, a friend posted a link to the Starbucks For Life annual contest. One million dollars in prizes and plenty of instant winners. I enter every year for a chance to win coffee every day for 30 years. (That’s a fair amount for someone who loves Starbucks and just turned 60, but doesn’t seem fair for someone who’s 30!)
When you sign up, you get a free play on that day. You’re also given challenges in order to earn more plays throughout the month of the contest. I shared it on Facebook, and that’s one play. Yeah! But some of the other challenges? C’mon.
When I was working, some of these challenges would have been fairly easy to accomplish. Make a purchase five days in a row. Check. Make ten purchases from the same store. Possible. Make a few purchases before 7:00 a.m. Not unless I’m up early for a road trip to Vegas; otherwise, no. Take a picture with your favorite barista and post it on Instagram. Really? Come in before 12:00 noon and after 12:00 noon on the same day. Maybe.
Now, I plan my Starbucks around where I’ll be and what I’m doing. Car wash next door to the Bucks? I’m in. On the way to a friend’s house for stitch-n-bitch tomorrow? For sure. Starbucks inside my Target store? Of course.
I like the flavor of Starbucks and my particular drink of choice is not terribly expensive (in cash or calories), and at one time, I’d stop four or five times a week. Now, that’s not necessary. I have a good coffee pot at home (a Cuisinart Grind-n-Brew) and I can make my strong coffee any time I want.
It’s 2:30 in the afternoon. Time for another cup. (By the way, I dare you to look at the picture above and not yawn!)