The epic choice

Chai or Coffee. The ultimate choice that I have to make every time I walk into a coffee shop. Do I get a supreme delicious overdoes of dark succulent caffeine or a do I get a spicy yet slightly nutty blissfully sinful cup full of tea? The decision haunts me even after I have gotten my purchase. Thoughts of maybe I should have gotten the other one circle around my head like a fleet of vultures ready to devour me. The first sip is always the worst, with horrible cognitive dissonance about to ensue I plunge head first into a giddy caffeine coma.

Most of the time I have chosen correctly and can happily consume the rest of my beverage in mental peace with a happy little song drunkenly playing in the background. One the rare occasion (not actually as rare as I want them to be, but that is because I believe in adventures) that it isn't as yummy as I was first led to believe it is a portentous moment. Basically if I get something I don't like I end up being a pissy vindictive monstrosity that believes the entire universe is at fault for me picking a bad drink.

Which is freakishly easy to do. There are several methods for making coffee beans and then entirely way to many ways to prepare coffee once it has been brewed. So faced with a mountain of choices I generally take the easy way out and get chai. With chai there are approximately four choices: hot, iced, blended ice, and what type of milk. I almost always get the same thing, a chai frappachino with soy milk. It is delicious.

So this morning when I decided to get coffee I opted for the frozen slushesk coffee deliciousness I was kinda worried, but it ended all good. And all's good that end's good. Right?