It was after I had ordered coffee at a Starbuck's, and the barrista asked if I wanted a "sweet treat receipt," that this very thought occurred to me. How else could they get an adult to utter such a childish thing? The horror of envisioning the process - that Starbuck's actually paid someone, well, to come up with that line and now, other adults say it to even more adults with a straight face - drove the point home, physically, nauseously, before I could fully grasp it psychologically.
Am I worried about corporate lobbyists? Hell no:
My daily encounters are with their willing parrots,....
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