This morning, my Facebook was bombarded with status updates proclaiming the arrival of the red holiday cups at Starbucks. Then, when I stepped onto the street, the patrons of the neighborhood Starbucks were clutching their red cups full of caffeine like they’d found Wonka’s Golden Ticket.
“Oh my God, I love the red cups,” one patron proclaimed. Her friend was equally enthusiastic. “I know! It’s not Christmas until there are red cups.”
I’ll be honest. I’ve never understood America’s Starbucks obsession. Unlike my best friend B, who was one of the first recipients of a Starbucks gold card, I find paying $4 for a cup of coffee a waste of money. Plus, not having to wait in line every morning for coffee prepared by disgruntled automatons starts off my day on a more pleasant note.
But even if you enjoy the java served at Starbucks, what is the obsession with the red cups?
They’re just cups. So please stop with the fawning Twitter and Facebook updates. I’m not going to run out and buy and overpriced cup of coffee just because it comes in a red cup.
Also, to those of you who say this is about the arrival of the Christmas spirit, I should probably mention that I subscribe to the Nordstrom holiday policy. No Christmas decor until the day after Thanksgiving. Holidays are best celebrated one at a time.