No, I just want tea!

I like to think I'm a simple girl with simple pleasures. One of those pleasures is enjoying a good cup of hot tea. Most of my friends despise it, but I think of it as liquid gold. If I don't drink my cup of tea first thing in the morning, the rest of my day is down hill from there.
Today, like everyday I woke up and went straight for my pantry to get a tea bag, but to my disdain I had none. From that moment I knew my day was going to be rough.
So I shuffled my way to school, cranky and tea-less.
My car, was freezing and because I'm a genius and wore a dress I froze for the first 10 minutes.
On the highway some guy was riding my bumper all the way to school. I just wanted to scream "it's a highway you can pass me!" but I refrained. I was no longer just cranky, I was cold, cranky, full of road rage, and tea-less. By the time I finally got to school my out look was pretty bleak, that was until I spotted our campus's coffee shop. My heart flew, I had a few seconds to grab a cup of tea and then scoot off to class, my day was saved. When I got to the counter I was faced with almost a dozen different types of tea. All of them sounding rather fruity or flowery for my liking so I grabbed a non-threatening earl grey tea bag and filled my cup with hot piping water.
I paid the smiling woman behind the counter for my tea and scurried off to organic chemistry. I got to my class, sat down in my regular seat, and was finally relieved that the moment I waited for all morning had finally came. It was just me and my cup of tea. I took a careful sip, and instantly knew something was wrong.
Rose hip.
The sweet sticky taste of a rose bush was in my mouth and I couldn't get it out. I could have cried I was so upset. Who in there right mind would think that adding rose hip to earl grey tea was a good idea? Who ever they are, they now have a new mortal enemy; me.
Needless to say the rest of my day was pretty horrible, and after school I made it my mission to get some actual earl grey tea bags, sans rose hip.
But tomorrow will be a better day, I'll have my tea and my life will be simple again.
And hopefully, I won't have to worry about roses' and there digusting hips.