One of life's great moments

Every man has his share of life moments. Graduating from an Ivy League school is pretty amazing. First job. Weddings...then the birth of two beautiful kids. All incredible and etched into my mind. But those pale in comparison to today. For the past several months, I've been embracing my hipper side and enjoying the Starbucks lifestyle. Leisurely Saturday mornings gave rise to weekdays and frequent stops for a tea (haven't gone down the java route yet). After months of tweaking I finally landed on a drink any king (squash king perhaps) could enjoy. A grande (love the lingo) black tea with a little less ice (or light ice, as they call it). So now that I had my order, I waited. Well the waiting is over. Today when I walked in and approached the counter, I felt something brewing (no not the coffee). It was busy and all the folks behind the counter were cranking. I stepped up and as I fumbled with my wallet, before I could state my request...the girl (wish I knew your name) called it out for me. "Grande - black tea - light ice..." I couldn't believe it. Did she just call my order before I did? Is that where we are now...has the relationship developed to this critical point? The whole store heard my order - me, Cory D. As you might imagine I kept the cup and have it proudly displayed next to my Seinfeld portrait. Oh, happy day...oh happy Starbucks day.