Friday, May 31, 2013
The day I decided to bankrupt myself.
My life revolves around the three Cs: Coffee. Cereals. and...Cuddling. For Lent one year I tried to tame the coffee thing. Ask my roommates how that went.
Every morning I drive from The Gym to The Shop, making a pit stop for Starbucks. I do this because on lunch I can go get my refill for 54 cents. Right? 54 freakin' cents. That's excellent.
Finally, the barista (also known as an 'English Major') suckered me into a Starbucks card - just a regular gift card that you can register online and reload. Let me restate that: register online and RE. LOAD.
What the EFF. Not only am I now obsessed with obtaining GOLD level rewards (because I really, really want the special gold card that they send...just to you!) - but now I'm fiscally committed/actively bankrupting myself with Automatic Payment. The idea of suited men, laughing with their cigars and espressos (free, probably), sitting around a board room will now haunt me with every swipe - the 54 cent refills is ironic now that they have my credit card information.
Well played, Corporate. Well played...
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