Adventures of the Coffeepocalypse

I discovered I was out of coffee this morning so decided to stop and pick up a cup and some beans at the coffee shop that opened recently near the kids school.

I dropped the kids off, parked there and walked to the shop (4 blocks, exercise is good, right?) Once there I examined the menu. And discovered all the drinks have cutesy names (storybook creatures).

I am in trouble.

So I order what I hope is a large latte.

I pay and wait for them to make the drink. Take a sip. No idea what it was, but it wasn't bad.

Then I remember the beans.

Put the drink down and ask for the pound of beans and for them to be ground. Pay for that. Get the beans and walk to the car. And realize I didn't have the drink.

Oops.

Back to store, get drink (where I left it, thankfully) and trip on stack of newspapers on floor and spill drink everywhere. Nice person behind the counter makes me another. Trudge back to car and realize I left the beans at the store.

Double oops.

Back to store. Nice person behind counter does not laugh when I walk in again. Make it back to the car with beans and coffee. Then I somehow get lost driving home. I've only driven this route every school day for five years.....

The coffeepocalypse is upon us.