Sunday, May 9, 2010

Note from the (littered) road

Placed a travel cup on a Starbucks counter in Midwestern exurbia.
Barista reached for a stack of large (venti? grande? some other Madison-Avenue-silly size?) paper cups, filled one, poured the coffee into my mug, then tossed the paper.
Ringing the tab, she muttered,
'Oh, and you get a discount for bringing your own cup.'
Um, really?
When exactly did reusing dishware become a lost art?

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