06/14/2026
I was already in a mood.
Then I sat behind a group of teenage girls discovering that four specialty drinks from Dunkin’ cost actual money now.
Then I finally got to the counter.
“Sorry, we’re out of French vanilla.”
So naturally I drove across town to a second Dunkin’.
Walked inside because the drive-thru line was offensive.
Took one sip of my coffee.
And suddenly life wasn’t so bad anymore.
Turns out adulthood is just managing your emotions with tiny little treats.