Usually when the drive-thru box asks if I would like to try some new menu offering, I say no. When my grandma was alive, if she hated something, she would describe it as "different," so when it comes to food: different = bad. I tend to get in a rut at the drive-thru and just stay there. It's so efficient to know exactly what you're ordering and how much it will cost.
EVERY weekday morning, a co-worker and I drive to Dunkin' Donuts, and say: "Hi, can we have four hot coffees? One regular cream and sugar, one regular milk and sugar, one French Vanilla cream and sugar, and one French Vanilla with sugar and extra cream. And can we have a drink tray, please?" The order only changes if someone is out of the office, and it's always $7.66. When we get back, my coworker does drink delivery, and we all get on with our days.
Yesterday, though, I had some time to kill, so I went to Tim Horton's in the afternoon. I ordered a hot chocolate. The lady asked, "Would you like that to be a candy cane hot chocolate?" A candy cane hot chocolate? Oh my, that would be different. But I broke down and went with it. Was I pleasantly surprised. Not only was the mint-chocolate mix delightful, but there were candy canes ON my hot chocolate. Who knew?? (I mean, other than Tim Horton, of course).
