Jamba Juice

A few weeks ago my mom and I were in San Diego going to the doctors. After the doctor, my mom wanted a Jamba before we headed back to Temecula. The parking lot was a little crazy so she just dropped me off and I ran inside to order her one. A woman in front of me had several children with her, but luckily she was rude and just ordered herself one so I didn't have to wait for her and all of her children to get their orders. I stepped up and ordered my Mom an orange dream machine. After I finished ordering I stepped aside and a nice police officer ordered himself a jamba as well. Now at this point all three of us... the rude lady, myself, and the police officer are all waiting for our smoothies. The jamba boy announces a name of a smoothie which I can barely hear, which I though was mine but the rude lady went up and grabbed it. The rude lady then proceeds to walk away and take a sip of HER jamba. She then turns around and says to the boy "Oh no, sorry this is not mine." The jamba boy then asks her, "Oh ok, did you drink out of it?" The rude lady says "no"... ok she lied. The boy then gives her the correct smoothie and now a jamba girl has the smoothie the rude lady thought was hers and jamba girl looks at the straw and can see lip marks on it and jamba girl asks the lady again "Did you drink out of this smoothie ma'am?" The rudy lady lies AGAIN and says "No" and walks out of the story. The jamba girl then changes the straw and announces "orange dream machine"... oh thats my smoothie... the one the lady just drank out of and now you're gonna give it to me.... they must be joking. I walk over and say "Umm... she drank out of that." The jambe girl says "She said she didn't... wow I don't know why people have to lie." I was like "Yeah, me neither." The jamba girl quickly made me a brand new smoothie and upgraded me to a bigger size and was really nice. Now... I know that the police officer saw everything that went down. I think the cop should have written the lady a citation for something... I don't know what... but something... maybe if i were under the age of 18 she could have been cited for child endangerment. I mean she could have had herpes or HIV or syphilis. But... I must say that the rude lady must know the colors of her jambas extremely well because she was able to tell the difference between a "Citrus Squeeze" and an "Orange Dream Machine" just by looking at them and without tasting them... that's talent! (BTW the main ingredients in these are orange)

Moral of the story: Beware the next time you're at Jamba... :)