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Feb. 25th, 2011 01:42 pmWent to the Grand Shop Of Tea Snobbery (not its real name) today to buy tea for my sister.
I usually love going there - a whole shop devoted to cool tea supplies! what's not to love? - but in this case, I was on a mission for... stuff I wouldn't usually buy. Stuff that would be better bought at a shop that wasn't so snobby about tea.
Because the simple fact of the matter is, when you go up to the counter carrying the stuff I was carrying, the shop assistants look at you with dubious disbelief and ask in an undertone "...you realise those are teabags, right?"
Woe unto me, for I have purchased teabags. I have fallen from the heights of the true looseleaf drinker, to a lowly purchaser of these plebby little containers. I must truly be ashamed.
Oddly, Firefox wants to correct my spelling of "realise", but is fine with "plebby"...
I usually love going there - a whole shop devoted to cool tea supplies! what's not to love? - but in this case, I was on a mission for... stuff I wouldn't usually buy. Stuff that would be better bought at a shop that wasn't so snobby about tea.
Because the simple fact of the matter is, when you go up to the counter carrying the stuff I was carrying, the shop assistants look at you with dubious disbelief and ask in an undertone "...you realise those are teabags, right?"
Woe unto me, for I have purchased teabags. I have fallen from the heights of the true looseleaf drinker, to a lowly purchaser of these plebby little containers. I must truly be ashamed.
Oddly, Firefox wants to correct my spelling of "realise", but is fine with "plebby"...