It's the original "first world problem": you're paying way too much for a drink at Starbucks (or a Starbucks imitator) and then you have to suffer the indignity of having your name butchered. Yeah, espresso machines are loud and there are so many people in line chatting on their phones, but still. These are people's names we're talking about. This is not a game, but apparently nobody told that to the out-of-control baristas who scribbled these baffling titles on cups.