When you pay over $7 for a warm beverage and they give it to you on ice, what do you do?
In the past, I would have most likely taken my cup back to my table to quietly sip my cold beverage because the coffee shop was already packed, the baristas were busy and I hate to make a fuss.
"You get what you get and you don't throw a fit," I heard in my head.
I had come into the place to meet a client, and I had originally planned to order a simple (cheap) tea. Until I saw something that piqued my interest on the "seasonal menu."
As I waited my turn in line, I pondered whether I would like my fancy seasonal beverage hot or cold. It was a hot day outside, but I knew we were going to be sitting in the air-conditioned inside. From the menu description, it sounded like it would just taste better hot, too. I decided on hot and ordered accordingly.
When I received my iced drink, I walked halfway back to my table before I turned around.
I returned to the counter and politely shared that I ordered my drink hot. The cashier claimed that the temperature of my order was unspecified, I assured them that I said hot, and they remade my drink.
And is it just me, or do most places ask when they don't hear you specify the temperature of a drink that comes either temperature?
I wasn't rude. I wasn't upset. I was happy to wait a few extra minutes to get what I had ordered, paid for and really, really wanted. Even though I also didn't want to be a pain.
I'm at the point in my life where I'm choosing to advocate for myself as much as I advocate for others. I'm choosing to love myself first so that I can love others better.
I don't often indulge in fancy cafe beverages. When I do, it's a treat, and I'm learning that I am worth the effort it takes to get what I really, really want.
And my hot "chaggaccino" was delicious!
How are you showing up for yourself today?