I appreciated that the line moved fast and all, but I did my shit backward, so I bought my coffee then went to go fill it up. All flavors were gone but decaf. I thought, fuck it, you know, maybe it's a blessing in disguise. Maybe decaf won't make me have to take a dump halfway between Dunkin Donuts and work.
Plus, I was running late and could not wait for those mammoth coffee makers to be ready.
Alas, the decaf tasted pretty damn closely to teriyaki sauce. Yeah. It was like drinking the drippings of a Chinese food platter.