What happened to you this holiday season?

Everyone probably recognizes that so far, this has probably been my best holiday season ever; and I've had some great ones. But there was something that happened this winter that was both annoying and hilarious. Blog-worthy, if you will.

Earlier this month, I went to the Nob Hill area for lunch with two of my co-workers at our favorite lunchtime Chinese restaurant. The waitress put us at a table by the window facing the street. As my car-obsessed co-worker looked out the window, he noticed that a very blonde girl, with sunglasses and a cell phone, (trademark ditz) was sitting in a very nice car sport-type car across the street, with a very large cup of Starbucks coffee on top of said nice car. I got extra excited, because everyone knows there's nothing I'd love to see more than that coffee spilled over that kind of car in that neighborhood for that sort of person. So we wait and wait. She's just sitting there in the car, sometimes talking on the phone, sometimes writing stuff, as though she's just waiting for someone to run an errand and come back. I wait some more, getting more excited and impatient as every minute goes by. Finally, some pedestrians notice the cup and knock on her window to alert her. My heart sank. It looks as though she thanks them, but she keeps sitting there and doesn't get out. Hopes rise. A second set of pedestrians notices and tells her. Hopes come crashing back down. She thanks them too, finishes whatever she's doing (balancing her checkbook or whatnot), revs up the engine and takes off...with the cup still sitting on the car after having been told twice. Finally! Vindication! But something's wrong. The cup doesn't move! A pedestrian at the nearest intersection comes running frantically into the street to grab the cup. At this point, I'm fully engrossed in the situation. The pedestrian grabs the cup to take it off the car, and lo and behold, it stays firmly in place. The blonde rolls down her window and hands the pedestrian a Starbucks gift card.

I can't tell you how pissed I was. I felt like someone promised me a Playstation 3 and then changed their mind. After lunch, as I was walking back to the office, I considered the moral implications of the incident. This was clearly a moral test. Those that behave morally get rewarded. Am I a bad person? I decided no. No. I'm not the asshole here. Screw Starbucks. Screw 'em right in their...for not letting me see that coffee spilled. I still feel as though I've been robbed.

I think we should come up with suggestions for appeasing the dragon...Project Mayhem style. Who's up for buying a few venti whatevers and throwing them at some Hummers? Or we could climb up to the roof of a building in the Pearl District and drop those red cups full off the roof, but instead of hot coffee which might warm the victim in the cold weather, it could be full of, say, a frappuccino? Sounds like the spirit of the season to me!

(Disclaimer...I don't really want to deface anyone's car.) Either way, let's hear your suggestions. A wrong must be righted, people!