Requiem for an Iced Caramel Latte and a Dryer

Today is one of those days.

I am not a coffee drinker by nature. Tea is more my thing (some may say passion or vice). Today though, thanks to a crappy night's sleep and the wonderful Teacher Appreciation gift of a Dunkin Donuts EGC that was burning a burning a hole in my pocket, I was in need of a latte. Thanks to the overabundance of DD in Monmouth County I pass not one, but two on my way to work. A quick spin through the drive through and a large iced caramel latte was mine.

Then tragedy struck...

Before I could take one sip, the cup slipped out of my hand and the entire latte spilled all over the floor of my car. It created an icy, caramel scented lake. Alas poor latte, we could have been great together!

Sigh ... then I got a call that my dryer had died. Now I really wished I had coffee!