We stopped at 7-11 for coffee on the way to the train station this morning. No, 7-11 coffee doesn’t make me a terrible person. That only makes me frugal, or cheap, if you want to be picky.
Getting coffee at 7-11 removes the barista, meaning I get to “doctor” our drinks. Here comes the terrible part people, pay attention. While stirring hazelnut creamers into JD’s cup this morning Janey wondered briefly what she could stir into that cup to put him out of his misery.
See? Terrible. (Shudders)