Apparently you've met my 15 year old daughter! or my 17 year old son for that matter. I had to register, I had to connect- this was a perfect column for us. One of my favorite ah-ha money moments was while on vacation we stopped at a Starbucks, dad and I got regular, plain coffee. Both kids got banana- strawberry frapacino foo-foo, extra whip cream monstrosities. The bill? 17.00! As we're walking away, my son sneers and announces "what a rip off COFFEE at Starbucks is". Please.