Whine.... Please

Yes, I'm going to whine. Everyone knows my all-time favorite place to be is Border's . The smell of coffee wafting around the books is a scentual-visual orgy. Just walking through the door is a powerful aphrodisiac. Do I read first or head right for the cafe? Usually I read first because I have to go through the books to get to the cafe. Border's Cafe has been on my whine list since they changed to Seattle's Second Best. First of all, they have no clock. Nada-zip, zilch, none. Tempus fugit? I know not- because there is no clock anywhere. I've overlooked this little problem since I can always check my phone. But now a bigger problem has arisen. It affects my mental and emotional well-being throughout the holiday season. I stopped last night for my first cup of the season- Pumpkin Spice. No, they now have Autumn Harvest. It tastes like dried weeds and sumac brewed to perfection. Sometime in November I would then slip into the Christmas mode with Holiday Traditions. I'll stick my neck out on this one- I bet they have no Holiday Traditions either.
Let's see. No clock, no 20% off coupons anymore, no Pumpkin Spice, no Holiday Traditions-hmmm- Why am I going there? I think it's time (although it's hard to tell with no clock) to move on down to the "Bookstore Who Must Not Be Named"- as I affectionately refer to it in my whiny e-mails to the Border's people. I'm sure Barnes and Noble has a comparative "Rewards" program- with coffee.