Proof that I have awesome friends

I woke up this morning to find myself tagged in a Facebook post from a friend –

“My friend Phoebe never sees her named correctly on a coffee cup. So for fun, I told the barista my name was Phoebe. Lol”

and then this picture…

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Now, all her friends and mine are threatening to do the same at Starbucks…I’ve vowed that if they give their name as Phoebe at a Starbucks and post a picture, I shall put it on this here blog.

Who wants to be part of this fun?  You know you want to.  Go order that venti extra hot soy gingerbread latte, a basic hot chocolate, or even an chamomile tea served at lava-like temperatures, tell them your name is Phoebe, and let me know what happens.  Best ones will get posted right here!

But I’m a dude! says the dude.  That’s okay.  I already have one guy friend my pretty, flannel wearing (sometimes) devotee*  pledging he will do it.  You can too.  Most people aren’t sure what gender the name “Phoebe” is anyway.

PS – to the baristas out there – if someone gives you the name “Phoebe” – I dare you to write “Princess Consuela Bananahammock”….just saying…

I was in no way compensated by Starbucks for the writing of this post.  Hopefully after this post, they’ll still let me in the door…

*again, awesome friends – one insisted on his status being changed…since I’ve known him for longer than either of us really want to remember, I did agree that his description of the level of friend he is was much better than mine

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