Pick your poison

[Angrboda]

The last stop before the end of my shopping extravaganza at the area half-price book stores and their half-off-coupon sale was right around the corner from my favorite tea shop. I haven't had much tea of late, and all this talk of tea had me primed and thirsting for a large pot of tuo cha pu-erh, rinsed then steeped. Upon arriving at the shop, I was rudely surprised to find that they close early on Sunday, and no tea was to be had. The only thing nearby that I knew was open and would fill my caffeinated beverage Jones was a Starbucks. I was tempted to sprinkle some of my bottled water in the dirt and lick that up instead. Sadly, I relented and had a horribly badly roasted Sumatra. To my chagrin, I later discovered a Caribou coffee franchise not two blocks away, but I was ignorant of it at the time.

Closing at 5 o'clock on a Sunday. I'm just sure the resulting bad karma incurred by the owners for such a calumny will result in them being reborn as cross-eyed yaks. The nerve of some people.