Sunday, April 24, 2005

I'm not a Starbucks fan

Hopefully I am not offending any of my brothers-and-sisters-in-coffee by this admission, but I could live a long and happy life without Starbucks.

Except for one thing.

Once in a while, I make my "pact with the devil" (after all, everyone knows Starbucks will eventually take over the world and thus must have some sort of connections with the antichrist) and venture into a Starbucks. Not for the coffee, although I do have some while there---but the real reason I go there is for the internet connection.

You see, one of the sad, pitiful facts of my life is that I suffer horribly from a slow dial-up connection. And, even though I think our neighborhood could not possibly be mistaken for "rural", apparently ISP's pretty much disagree with me.

Recently my ISP let me know that they know have wireless broadband available in our small town. Yippee! I screamed with joy, until I found out the equipment costs. Ouch. So I'm still mulling that one over.

In the meantime, whenever I need a fast connection, I head to Starbucks. Like today. I've been busily downloading software updates while here. At home, this would take literally eons. My computer and I would be long obsolete before the downloads were completed. But here...I relax, people-watch, take advantage of the speedy connection, and smile...


  1. Hi Rebecca,
    I think I read about your blog on QuiverFull, but am not sure. You and your coffee posts crack me up! Wish I could say I like coffee, but have just never liked the taste. Now tea on the other hand...........I could drink that all day!

  2. We went to Starbucks the other night and I totally freaked out. Couldn't even understand everything, much less make a decision. I finally pointed to a picture and had Hubby order.

    When the barista found out we'd been overseas for the past several years and we were overwhelmed by the coffee choices, he gave us our coffees on the house! *grin*

  3. Glad you got free coffee!

    Years ago, when my cousin returned from being stationed in Okinawa, we took him along grocery shopping. He was similarly overwhelmed, even though he'd shopped in the same store with us two years before.

    We Americans sometimes forget how affluent we are as a country, and how overwhelming our selection of choices has grown.