Monday morning lessons at Starbucks

It's barely 8am on Monday morning and already I've learned 3 valuable lessons:

1. Pack your lunch.
2. Use the drive-thru.
3. Clean out your purse.
   

In fact, all 3 lessons stemmed from a single incident. I dropped the kids off at school this morning and realized as I was leaving the parking lot that I'd forgotten to pack my lunch. So I decided to swing into Starbucks to pick up something. Unsure of what I wanted, I chose to go inside rather than use the drive-thru. That way I could check out all the salads, sandwiches and fruit plates in the case.

Being a die-hard Diet Coke drinker, I'm not really used to the Starbucks crowd. I casually noted that the line was made up of mostly well-dressed, executive-type men. I walked over to the cooler, selected the "protein plate" -- hard boiled egg, cheddar cheese, mini bagel, apples and grapes -- and took my place in line.

"That's $5.40," the cashier told me.

At which point, I reached into my purse and whipped out my wallet with such force that something went flying out and landed right at the foot of one of the well-dressed, executive-type men. We both reached down to pick it up and realized at the same time that it was a maxi pad!

Well-dressed, executive-type man backed off. I quickly picked up the plastic wrapped instrument of embarrassment, paid for my lunch and made a mental note from here on out to pack my lunch, use the drive-thru and clean out my purse.