Anxiety at Tim Horton's

There is that moment when you have to decide if you are thankful for the anxiety or not.  It comes as a result of a well run location.

I sit in my car praying for a small line in the drive thru.  The reason: I put my wallet in my back pocket this morning.  Normal enough right?

When I realize it's back there at the light before my turn, I grab it and place it in the middle console.  When I forget, the anxiety builds.

I speed through the drive thru and by the time I get to the counter, I am being handed a coffee.  I fumble for my wallet and my credit card.  Now my wife's cappuccino is coming at me.  Oh no.  There's not enough time.  I feel like I'm delaying the people behind me.

Maybe Timmy ho ho can possibly get that payment system where you Swype your phone to pay.  That would solve it.  For sure.

Tim Horton's Reward Program

As I start the thought of rolling out of bed and catching up in productivity to my wife who had been going for quite a while, I think of coffee.  I get aggravated again.  I think of the woman that greets me every day, that sees me more than a good portion of my entire family yet has a poker face when I roll up to the window.  Not an individualized greeting, not a joke, not a "this one is on us", just a transaction.  I feel abused.

Should I use my coffee maker?  Should I hope for that moment when she says something other than 2.08 please?  Should I forget about it and continue my day realizing that I am only a number?  Should I find a new Tim Horton's?

Tim Horton's Careless Coffee

Maybe I'm grumpy in my old age.  Maybe I need a hug.  Either way, there is something very frustrating about my loyalty to Tim Horton's coffee.  I spend as much there as I do on my cable, electric, gas, or cell phone per month.  I get nothing in return.  The occasional roll up the rim winner. 

I want a rewards program.  A loyalty program if you will.  Like subway.  I may even start an aggressive campaign for this with an entirely separate blog.

No Tim Horton, you didn't piss in my cheerios but you may as well have pissed in my coffee.