Starbucks won't let dogs into its stores in New York City. Yet they will let a man who has been pissing and shitting on himself for the last month commandeer the bathroom for the better part of an hour.
My dog's actual asshole is cleaner than most people's faces in this town. Yet he is not allowed in.
Thank you Starbucks, for giving the king of piss and shit solace in your stores but not letting my dog's very clean asshole in the door.