At the student-run campus coffee shop, every thirteenth drink is free. Today was my free drink day.
This means that, instead of getting my usual green tea, I get a soy chai latte. Huzzah!
(Carita once hypothesized that, since our tea refills cost the shop nothing more than a tea bag, they were making more money on the $.65 teas than the $3 chais, and that, therefore, we weren’t fleecing them by getting a fancy drink on our free days and the cheap ones when we were paying for them. I quite like this theory, despite suspecting the legitimacy of the conclusions it draws.)