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June 3, 2006
Vancouver was the first official stops on my journey to visit Starbucks stores around the globe. While I was still employed for them, I used my employee discount wherever I traveled to get a collector’s mug. Nowadays, I opt for a photo of me in front of the “Siren”. Sorry to say that I have no photo of the Vancouver Starbucks, only a collector’s mug and this personal account:
Canada was a different sort of Starbucks experience. No employee discounts for American employees, and try asking for an inch of soymilk in your Americano. It was at that point that I actually realized I was in a different country.
Barista: “a pinch”
Me: “no, an inch”
Barista [pouring a teensy smidgen of milk into my cup]: “Like that?”
Me: “no, an inch……… oh, I mean 2.5 centimeters, please.”
Lauren Warnecke 