Dear Starbucks,
A little birdie told me something: You are offering a new epicurean delight to your customers. It's called a cake pop, but you already knew that, didn't you? I made a special trip to your fancy, recently remodeled Avenue for a taste of this delicious goodness, and what did I find? Nothing. There was not a cake pop in sight.
Did you really think you could get away with this? Did you think I wouldn't notice the considerable lack of cake pops in your shiny display case? Do you not know me at all?
I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt and forgive the oversight. Maybe there was some sort of disaster in your cake pop factory, which resulted in a cake pop shortage. It's also possible that the cake pop truck overturned on the highway during its scheduled cake pop delivery. Or maybe, just maybe, a band of cake pop thieves intercepted the cake pop drop-off and they are being sold on the black market. Anything is possible when it comes to cake pops.
I don't want this little incident to come between us, but just so you know: I'll be back. You better not let this happen again. Or else.
Lots of Love,
Morgan
