I went to Starbucks to get my periodic “Venti” jolt dispensed my favorite “barista,” only to find a sign on the door.
It was closed for racial-bias training. Disappointed and not willing to go through caffeine detox, I brought my “refillable” cup – doing my part to save the planet – to McDonald’s and ordered a “small” Green Mountain Blend, served by a very courteous minority “waitperson.” Read the newspaper, did some emails, solved many of the world’s problems with several Starbucks customers, used the restroom, all for $1.
A win-win, as I also helped provide sustenance for a Sumatran coffee-grower family of six, their village and four goats.
What was in my wallet? An extra buck fifty.
All in all … a rewarding, all- inclusive and profitable late afternoon.