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| - Jamba Juice and I have a love-hate relationship. I love me a good smoothie, but I am bothered by the high price charged for each drink. Every time I step foot in this place I'm shocked by the prices.
So here's our routine: every 1-2 months, I will get a serious craving for a smoothie. I'll stop in to Jamba Juice and start drooling ever so slightly staring up at the menu. Then I'll read the prices next to the drinks, get grumbly and upset that I came back to the store knowing that the drinks are so overpriced. But I will order anyway, thinking I shouldn't waste the journey over there and, after all, I did want a smoothie. So I order a berry blend smoothie, overpay, and wait for my drink in a cloudy mood. The berry smoothie arrives and I walk out the door.
On on my way across the parking lot, as I berate myself for being dumb enough to come back to Jamba Juice and pay so much, I take my first sip. On my way to work, I sip some more and some more and by the time the smoothie is halfway done, I'm so in love with its taste that I've forgotten dollars and cents. I'm on a berry high, drifting in a magical mist of sweetness where money has no meaning. Man, I love a good smoothie.
And so the quality smoothie induces amnesia. And 1-2 months later, I am back at Jamba Juice repeating my cycle.
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