Last week, I shared an elevator with a woman who was raving to her friend about theStarbucks Gold Card. I asked if she was a member, and she enthusiastically responded in the affirmative. The thought that immediately popped into my mind was, Ugh. That’s so corporate, even though I have had more than my fair share of Starbucks.
I’m not proud. It’s thoughts like this that make me scared I might be turning into a hipster. That and the fact that although I *technically* don’t own any ironic tees (verdict is still out on the hot pink “Pink Ladies” shirt I bought at Old Navy), I do tend to gravitate toward them and have the desire to purchase one that has the Camp Anawanna logo.