We'd be nothing without coffee, but what was in this one?

This morning I went to the gym before work which I rarely do, which led to me stopping at Meg's Daily Grind, another pre-work rare occurrence.

I ordered a relatively boring, sugar-free vanilla latte with non-fat milk. Delicious and caffeine-filled, but let's face it boring.

I paid for my coffee, grabbed it and drove to work when I started smelling something amazing.

What was that?

Why did my car suddenly smell like Cinnamon Toast Crunch?

It was the coffee.

Which was clearly not my order.

I am NOT complaining. This was possibly the best coffee I've ever had in my life. But now I have two problems... first, how can I order it again if I don't know what it was?

And, did what happened to my boring coffee? Did it go to someone who was expecting this amazingness? I feel so terrible that I drank their awesome concoction and they got well, my sad excuse for a latte.

I'm hoping either the woman misheard my order and thought I said something cinnamon, or that the person who was expecting cinnamon immediately realized their order was wrong and told the barista in enough time to get it corrected before they left Meg's.

Also maybe I care too much about this... I blame the cold medicine I've been taking all week.

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