Massachusetts rebels against British tyranny. Mississippi goes hunting with the president. Michigan refuses to leave Toledo. Minnesota celebrates Christmas with friends. And Montana listens to a war story. These are the stories of the 50 States of A...
Washington. The 42nd state is known for various things. Evergreen forests, eco-friendly policies, an expanding tech industry, he's quite a progressive hipster. Although, he can be a bit weird concerning his Bigfoot obsession.
Of course, one of the biggest things the state is known for is its coffee. The caffeinated drink is incredibly popular with his residents who are known to drink lots of it. Maybe not as much as Finland, but they're nevertheless obsessed with the drink. Evidence of this love is seen in one of America's biggest companies who you've probably seen many times, possibly while ordering a drink or a snack while you're there.
Arising from Seattle in the 1970s, Starbucks has grown to be a large company with establishments across the world. Their motto is, as quote, "To inspire and nurture the human spirit — one person, one cup, and one neighborhood at a time."
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December 1980.
It was a cold, rainy morning in Seattle, Washington.
It was still dark outside. Slick snow drifts were out on the road since two days ago. Add the fact it was a Monday, a certain Washingtonian wished the holiday break came sooner, so he didn't have to get out of his toasty bed. Unfortunately, there was this thing called a job he needed to deal with first.
With a yawn and a stretch, George got out of bed and prepared for work. Bathroom, closet, kitchen, then to the garage he went. He adjusted his pair of glasses on his nose, and he adjusted his tie underneath his beige trench coat. He got into his light green Beetle. He waited for the engine to warm up the car first before he backed his car out of the garage. As he was slowly rolling out onto the dark down, The Rolling Stones' song "Start Me Up" played from the stereo.
'How appropriate,' he thought as he slowly drove onto the slick road. He yawned. 'Damn. I could go for some coffee right now.'
He was driving through 1912 Pike Place when he saw the bright, yellow light coming out from a caramel brown, square building. He parked his car along the sidewalk in front of the shop. He looked at the building's glass window from his car. Plastered on the large window was a burgundy emblem of what appeared to be a topless mermaid with long, flowing hair covering her breasts. A bit odd for a logo, he thought. He then noticed four words below the naked mermaid. From left to right, it read: Cappuccino, Caffe, Latte, and Espresso.
'Espresso. Just what I need.'
George parked his car and cut the engine. He looked out the car window again, noting the downpour he wished would stop by now. Unfortunately, it looked like the weather wasn't going to clear up anytime soon. Sure, the door to the coffee shop was only a few feet across. But he didn't want to get soooaaked... Maybe he should've brought an umbrella with him. Then again, umbrellas were always a hassle to carry around. Well, fuck it!
Quickly, he left the car and made a mad dash for his life.
Ka-chink!
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