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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Do apps enable social anxiety? Or is that just me?</strong></p><p>After a groggy interaction with my puppy’s doggy daycare receptionist this morning, I got back in my car mentally preparing for my commute and a day of -UGH- work. I was starving and was deficient in caffeine. As any self-respecting, basic girl would know — TGF*$. (Thank God for Starbucks).</p><p>The most amazing thing about Starbucks…</p><p>Of which there are many, including, but not limited to:</p><p>-They are EVERYwhere.</p><p>-Girl, you running low on fuel while shopping?</p><p>STARBUCKS, sis.</p><p>-You need a SNACK?</p><p>-You need a hot breakfast that won’t make you feel like FRESH HELL?</p><p>-You just want coffee?</p><p>YA Starbucks.</p><p>Anyways, back to what I was saying — the best thing about Starbucks is that they have their loyalty app, where you don’t have to order in the store. Skip the interaction with the barista and fumbling for your wallet and keys. Ugh — receipt? Why would I want that? To add to my trash collection in my center console?</p><p>As I walked in and grabbed my coffee and breakfast sandwich, I internally smiled, appreciating the ability to walk in and walk out, slipping past any chance of social interaction. As I exited the store, I felt a weird pinch of guilt for my avoidance of social interactions.</p><p>And now, fast forward to tonight — instead of driving to grab food in-person, I TGFDD. (Thanked God for Door Dash). Ramen was one click away and this app would eliminate my need to leave the couch. Bonus points if I could convince Andrew to go meet my dasher to grab my food. I mean, I tipped through the app — all I needed him to do, was bring it to me and I’m an <em>angel</em> who deserves it. (And it worked. Currently slurppin’ ramen in my sleep shirt, no pants necessary.)</p><p>Tomorrow will likely be more of the same. Checking into a fitness class ahead of time is an option? Yeah, sign me up. I’ll soft smile at the front desk staff. But that’s it. Reserved kindness is my style. Unless, I know you. If I get to know you deeply (or at least knee-deep), I love you and care lots for our friendship and the chats that come with it.</p><p>With love,</p><p>Your Awkward Millennial</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=816b4c815709" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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