Deep Cleansing Breaths

I was in Starbucks this morning, doing my usual buying coffee for everyone except me (that's because I don't go out until after I've had my own coffee). The woman behind me asks for a large tea and the guy behind the counter says, what kind of tea and she says, "Calm." and the guy behind the counter says, "I'm sorry, but we're all out of Calm."

This sounded like a terribly sad state of affairs, and the woman looked as distraught as you might imagine anyone might look if they had been told they couldn't have any Calm. As much as I wanted to help, I decided not to point out that the new seasonal tea was on the shelf, because someone who didn't get the Calm they wanted was probably not in the mood for Joy.