Today I went into the starbucks closest to the office and the barista taking my order turns out to be this cute aussie guy who didn't even flinch when I ordered my tall soy latte with just 1 pump of sugar-free vanilla. In that moment I decided 2 things: 1. I love the way the cute aussie guy says my name, and 2. I must go to this starbucks more often. Not everyday though because that may be a little obvious...and costly.
I adore aussie guys (and their accents). :)