I work in a tarbucks and a lady came up to the counter and ordered a caramel ribbon s’mores Frappuccino. I asked if she wanted two separate drinks, but she insisted she wanted one. Which is fine. But I pointed out to her on our menu board that they weren’t the same. She finally settled for s’mores, but then the size game begins where I have to show her each individual cup with the price. She then points to the trenta cups, and I told her we can’t make fraps in those cups. She got pissy and asked for the size below, but she was convinced I guess that the two venti cups I was holding were different sizes, and made me pull three cups before telling me that she doesn’t want one that my hands have been all over.

I have to touch your cup to make the drink.