4:15 - a man at my table orders LOC water. In my seven years of waitressing, and now bartending, this is a first. It's water with a lemon slice, and orange slice and a slice of cucumber. She'll have one, too.

These are the same pretentious pricks who keep Starbucks in business. When the revolution comes, Mr. LOC Water will be the first one to get a bullet through the skull. His obsequious companion? She'll have one, too.