Let's be honest—we're all obsessed with Starbucks. They're like our annoying college boyfriend: always spelling our name wrong, really expensive to hang out with, but at the end of the day, they've seen us at our best and worst and have always been there for us when we needed them.
My Starbucks barista is like a wizard to me, able to harness the magic power and secret knowledge of how to create a caramel macchiato.