Saturday, August 23, 2008

The downside

There always has to be ONE thing someone doesn't like about their vacation. Thankfully, I only have 1.

Starbuck's in Manhattan pop up every 200 ft. (I think there are 160 of them on the island). Most of them are like drive-thrus, but walk-thrus. There are no tables, just a small bar to order coffee. I walk in, order my americano, and turn around to look for the cream and sugar bar. As I take a step towards it, I look down and nearly drop my coffee on the man standing next to me. There on the floor was a COCKROACH!!!! I have never in my life seen one, but I KNEW what this was. It was ginormous. The size of my thumb.

I wanted so badly to drink my americano but I thought I was going to vomit at that point. I debated about telling the barista, but the people in there weren't so friendly. I was hoping someone else would notice and come to my rescue, but no such luck. So I opted to tip-toe my way towards this beast so I could put some cream in my coffee and sprint out of there as fast as I could without getting attacked.

I had to keep telling myself that it must have come through the door on the street. Starbucks probably has strict health codes and this one is just a rogue cockroach out for his morning joe. I was not going to vomit.

I slid out unscathed vowing never to return. After all, I was in Manhattan, there is bound to be good coffee shops without cockroaches. Right?

Thankfully, we wandered the city without another sighting and I spared my mom and sister the nasty details until later that evening. They agreed, it was best to avoid Starbucks until we were safely out of Manhattan.

2 comments:

Jenny said...

EWWWW That makes me want to vomit and I didn't even see it.

I HATE bugs! HATE THEM! UGH

amanda said...

a true new york moment friend :)