Starbucks is an escapist dream. You can order your coffee, sit inside and listen to muzak or go outside to smoke and people watch. My addiction to it is not really about the coffee. It’s because this is the place where my friends and I bond after a stressful day at work. We get to share our grievances and laugh at amusing anecdotes while drinking our caramel macchiatos or caramel frappuccinos. When my friends and I ask each other if we want to go to Starbucks, it’s really because we want to spend time with each other and just hang out.

This is one of the funniest books I’ve read in a long time. And it causes one hell of a paradigm shift. No pun intended.