Aside from the excellent customer service I received at McCafe yesterday (the guy at the counter re-did my frappe AT NO EXTRA CHARGE when I complained it was too sweet), I realise I cannot, at any cost, drink Mccafe's coffee in the afternoon.
Last night I was so bloody energetic, I couldn't sleep. Ideas were hopping maround my head like a million fluffy bunnies with iron feet. My muse decided to conveniently return from her sojourn to Hawaii into my head, whispering and pulling at my attentive mind.
It was 2:30 a.m., I'm sweating in bed, can't sleep, and seriously regretting the coffee.
I wonder what beans they use. Previously when I drank Starbucks or instant coffee, I could still sleep like a baby at night.
Sigh.
Friends, next time when you see me drinking coffee in the afternoon (with exception of boring afternoon classes/lectures/excursion trips to art museums) please pinch me and tell me to drink tea instead.
The last 3 times it happened, I thought I learned my lesson. Apparently not.
The woes of a coffee lover. Sigh.