Emergency things you can do with your Starbucks Sleeve. Have you ever had a problem where you needed to pick something up that was nasty but you only had limited tools? Well this problem has happened to me before and it happened again today and both times it’s been nasty. Today I wanted to take my dog for a walk to Starbucks. It was supposed to be a fun time. I love walking to Starbucks because I’m basically addicted to the Venti Latte like a Walrus needs fishes. Except I don’t drink more than 2 lattes per day. And a walrus eats a lot of fishes. But yo’ check this out. I’m at Starbucks and the Barista says hi to me and she is super hot but she’s got a boyfriend so whateva’. And she asks if I want a Venti Latte and I’m like, “Yes please.” Because I’m respectful like that. So we talked about the weather for a bit then I saw outside there was a lady who was in a funny position looking at my dog. I was like, “What’s she doing?” And then I saw that she was taking a picture of my dog. (She said earlier outside that my dog was super-cute and that she had a pretty face.) So I talk to the lady outside and she said that my dog was so cute that she had to take a picture. And I laughed and then took my latte and untied Harvest (that’s my dog) and continued on our walk. Then Harvest took a dump near a tree and I was about to pick up the turd and then I realized that I was out of dog turd bags. So then I was about to just walk away from the turd when I thought about it and I didn’t want to get a ticket. So I walked back to the tree and had to get creative with what I had.
I took a good look at my Starbucks cup and realized that even though my cup was full of latte, there was still the lid and the sleeve that I could use to get rid of the turd. So what I did was, I scooped up the turd with the sleeve, and then I put it on the lid (which was now detached from my cup). So then I was juggling my Starbucks latte, which was still hot and now it didn’t have a sleeve or a lid, my dog leash, and the lid with the turd on it which was covered by the sleeve. I was walking down the street and I thought to myself, “Well, I probably grossed out some people who may have watched me who were driving their cars down the street. But at least now I don’t have to worry about getting a ticket.” So while I was walking with the dog, Harvest kept wanting to stop abruptly and smell stuff, and I was like, “HEEL!” Because I didn’t want to spill the lid.
Eventually I got to the trash can and was able to sigh a bit of relief. But then my cup was still hot because it didn’t have a sleeve. But I was able to live through the pain.
-Tyler
PS: Let me know by leaving a comment if you want to hear my story about the dog barf and the cereal box!
