Gladys, remember how I couldn’t or wouldn’t shut up about my addiction to Starbucks’ $11.50 venti macchiato lattés served with extra foam, whiskey, and the pubic hair of an unborn pony? Well, Starbucks just opened its first location in Buenos Aires last week.
The smallest latté you can get costs ten pesos, which, for people making pesos, is the equivalent of ten dollars. (People here make like 30,000 pesos a year.) And you know what? These people have been lined up for hours and hours since it opened. You literally have to wait in line for one hour to get your ‘Cybil Special,’ as the baristas in Jersey City called it, my special blend of java beans and illicit hair.
Yes, Gladys, we are all screwed.
