Hi, my name is Jan and I am a Jambaholic. I am powerless over Jamba Juice

“Two buff young customers wearing only cargo shorts and nose rings challenge each other to a double wheat grass shot duel. They sidle up to the counter where a Jamba team-member (with a button affixed to her apron that urges you to ‘Celebrate the flavors of life!’) has just strategically placed their bright green jiggers in the center of a white plate garnished with orange slices. On a slow count of three, they each dive for the fluorescent liquid and down it in one gulp, slamming the plastic beakers back down in panicked disgust. You have never seen such vehement grimaces. Orange slices are sought, and finally, relief is achieved, both men boyishly smiling orange-peel grins.”

Posted May 14, 2001

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