I got guilty middle class.
Well I’ve already lost. I don’t drink coffee.
Posh and proud !!!
I’ve hardly ever had Costa or Starbucks coffee. The last time was when seeing the rehab and recovery team. I ordered a coffee that came in a long tall glass with a little saucer. My hand was shaking so much trying to take the glass on the saucer I had to take the glass in one hand and the saucer in the other.
I got strapped for cash. What did the european politicians have to do with anything?
“What class are you according to the coffee you drink?”
I got strapped for cash I’m assuming because I always get mine from the supermarket plus they didn’t have a Tim Horton’s option because I think that’s only in Canada.
That’s hilarious! I’m not posh at all, by the way.
“You’re a posh coffee drinker and you don’t care who knows it. You think the £9 coffee in that clever McDonald’s advert mocking hipsters sounds reasonable. You think Thermos is a Greek god. You feel where you buy your coffee is irrelevant because if you’re really hankering after a good quality one you’ll just pop over to Italy. You have a fancy percolator at home but you never use it because you’re too busy burning tenners in front of baristas and feeding bambinoccino to your pet swan.”
I’m of the class who refuses to pay $7 for a cup of mediocre Starbucks coffee simply to have my name written on the cup.