Starbucks did not get an "A"

I had to make sure I got into my character this morning so I worked the street corner and committed a few acts of adultery on the way to work.

I entered the store and stated my name was Hester Prynne, twice. Unfortunately the cashiers like to hear whatever they want to hear or whatever name they know closest to it. I went from adulteress to nice Jewish girl in seconds:

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