"Hello, we are Those People Who Consume Two-Thirds of our Beverages and Then Complain That They Weren't What They Wanted."

I'm the girl who places her order normally, pays without complaint, patiently waits for her beverage, and then picks it up gratefully and sips it satisfied. I then take my beverage over to a table and sit chatting with my friends. We are all having a good time, and no one appears to be in any way disappointed with their purchases.

Once I have consumed roughly thirteen ounces of my twenty ounce beverage, however, I make a startling discovery: this isn't what I wanted at all! It suddenly occurs to me that this is a hot drink, not an iced one, or that this latte does not in fact have any chocolate in it, or some other similar startling revelation. I angrily storm back up to the counter with my now almost-empty cup and demand a new beverage. The barista tries to point out that I already drank the whole thing without complaint, but I just frustratedly repeat that it was made wrong and I didn't like it. I simply didn't realize that I didn't like it until the drink was almost finished.

It's very nice to meet you.