Aliens
Aliens Declare Earth Coffee a Universal Treasure: Starbucks Goes Galactic!
Imagine your favorite barista, slinging espressos, lattes, and cappuccinos with the gray-skinned, three-fingered elegance of our new planetary besties, the Glomarians. That’s right, folks, according to our highly placed sources, the aliens have declared Earth coffee a universal treasure.
And their beverage titan of choice? Starbucks, naturally. You see, every galaxy has its sacred substances and according to Glomarian ambassador T’Hiss, Earth’s rich, dark coffee is now one of them. The aliens have sampled our bean juice, and folks, they’re hooked. They can’t sip enough of our beloved java, and they now proclaim it the Milky Way’s most favored beverage, with their scientists even transmuting the last of Pluto (sorry, Pluto) into precious coffee beans to keep up with demand.
It all came to light last Tuesday. Rodrigo Gonzales, a laptop-toting novelist, was minding his mundane business at Starbucks when he suddenly noticed that his double-shot-skinny-vanilla-latte was no longer alone on the counter.
“Imagine my surprise when I saw a cup hovering in mid-air!” he shared, “And a moment later, an alien stood before me in full Starbucks uniform. I thought I was hallucinating from a caffeine overdose.” Gonzales described the entity as tall and slight, with luminous silver skin and deep blue compound eyes. “But the most extraordinary thing,” he says, “was the Starbucks apron hung gracefully over its slim form.”
Remembering his manners, Gonzales introduced himself, and in return, the interstellar being hiccupped a sound that measured 0.7 on the Richter Scale. That’s how the common name Hank was bestowed upon the first coffee-servicing extraterrestrial.
Starbucks’s marketing department, ever vigilant, has dubbed the alien-made Java “Starbrew.” And with a grand declaration from Starbucks Global CEO, “We are taking our brand to galaxies far, far away!” The company is preparing to expand into the cosmos, and their new interstellar Barista Hank has become the buzz on Earth.
Of course, there’s more to the story. According to our informants, a Glomarian decree means more than mere enthusiasm for Ethiopian Yirgacheffe or Jamaican Blue Mountain. For Glomarians, universally treasured items are not merely enjoyed – they are revered, preserved, and celebrated. It’s no wonder then that Starbucks shares soared intergalactic heights when the news broke, prompting some to ordain it as the universe’s favorite company.
Word of Hank and Starbucks’ skyrocketing success wasn’t isolated in our blue-green sphere. The news has made otherworldly entities suddenly a-buzz with thirst for the Earth java. “I’ve served a veined two-headed Marsian ordering an extra-hot caramel macchiato, a floating Saturnian blob sipping on a frappe, and a Plutonian alpaca-like creature downing a flat white. It’s just another Tuesday at Starbucks now,” says Hank, spouting Glomarian for ‘Our coffee tastes darn tootin’ good.’
Meanwhile, the employees at Starbucks HQ are trying to keep up with the extra-galactic demand. After the initial shock, they’re embracing the vast expanses of their new marketplace and coping quite well, despite the lack of breathable air and the occasional bout of weightlessness.
Coffee roasters across the globe are in relentless competition to quench the thirsty alien horde, scientists are in a frenzy to encode mocha into a universal quantum language, English majors are rewriting business contracts in alien grunts, and mathematicians are scratching their heads while trying to calculate exchange rates for currency like lunar dust and celestial time crystals.
It’s a wacky chapter in our world’s history, folks. We just hope that the Glomarians are made aware of the ‘don’t talk to me until I have my coffee’ rule before our first Earth-Glomar community coffee meet-up. After all, we share not only the coffee but also the customs that come with it. So, dear readers, next time you feel a ripple in your coffee cup, look up – you might be in the company of a caffeine-thirsty alien. “Beam me up, Barista,” may be sooner spoken than you think!