So the other day I was the barista on bar. We were mildly busy so while I made the hot drinks my fellow barista Nick made the cold.
There is a Tall green tea frappuccino in the line and Nick goes to make it. Forgetting that there is already a cup out...he grabs a grande and pours it in. Hands it to me, realizes it was supposed to be a tall but who cares as anyone would CLEARLY be happy to receive free frappuccino.
Apparently not. I call it out, and tell the girl that we accidentally made it a grande instead of a tall - Is that ok with her (who in their right mind would say no...)
"Well, is it like bigger then the other one?"
"Yeah, by about 4 ounces."
"Oh. well. I probably won't drink it all, but whatever." Mind you she says this in an annoyed tone...
WHATEVER?!? WHATEVER!! Oh no you did not just say "whatever" to a freebie.
Seriously though, who makes a big deal out of freebies. Haven't we discussed this before? I thought everyone wanted extras for free for christ's sake!
I was SO tempted to take the grande and pour it into the tall cup and then stare at her while I threw the excess away.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Big Purses
Ok, so I am toally guilty of this on occasion and therefore am a victim of my own post...
Big fucking purses. Yes Nona, I know, they are trendy. But for crying out load the counter is only so big. And While I glance towards the never ending line and then back at some bitch elbow deep in a black hole....it is SO hard to think of trendiness.
Seriously though. When I walk into a busy place, while I am waiting in line I not only decide on what I want (instead of arriving at the front only to look up and going "hmmmm, what do I want?") I also try to get my form of payment out. If it is a debit card, I get it out. If it is cash, I get that out too. Shit, even if I am buying a slurpee...I get my goddamn quarters ready.
But some women just do not get it. Not only do they hold up the line by digging in a never-ending hole, they take up all the damn counter space! And while they are in there digging around, the poor person behind them is helplessly trying to get their order in and then trying to break through the space in order to pay!
Perhaps trendy clutches or small bags is in the fashion future...
Big fucking purses. Yes Nona, I know, they are trendy. But for crying out load the counter is only so big. And While I glance towards the never ending line and then back at some bitch elbow deep in a black hole....it is SO hard to think of trendiness.
Seriously though. When I walk into a busy place, while I am waiting in line I not only decide on what I want (instead of arriving at the front only to look up and going "hmmmm, what do I want?") I also try to get my form of payment out. If it is a debit card, I get it out. If it is cash, I get that out too. Shit, even if I am buying a slurpee...I get my goddamn quarters ready.
But some women just do not get it. Not only do they hold up the line by digging in a never-ending hole, they take up all the damn counter space! And while they are in there digging around, the poor person behind them is helplessly trying to get their order in and then trying to break through the space in order to pay!
Perhaps trendy clutches or small bags is in the fashion future...
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Goddamn cell phones
Does anyone else have issues with cell phones in public places? It drives me fucking crazy. Whether they are ordering their drink, sitting in the lobby talking loudly, driving on the street and/or riding the subway, it seems that people these days just can't get off the damn things.
This one lady (the lady in my "Bitch wants to be a regular" post) comes in EVERYDAY on her phone. No joke. Every. fucking. day. Sometimes she calls her bill companies, sometimes her mom or dad, sometimes a friend and sometimes she has these super intense conversations that practically force everyone to just stare at her. "Girl, you did so good. Just leave him. You are so much better then that asshole. Be strong girl, be strong."
This morning I was SO not in the mood. And it is only more frustrating that she is consistently on the phone...anywhoo this morning I more or less ignored her.
She orders her drink and gives me her card, I run it, give it back and then literally turn to the next customer and say "good morning."
Well she didn't like that so much. She kind of just stared at me like "where is my thank you?" I seriously wanted to scream "I CAN'T FUCKING THANK YOU WHEN YOU ARE ON THE FUCKING PHONE?!?!"
But as we all know I just ignored her.
It just drives me nutty. Is anyone with me on this one? I find it to be so rude and selfish and shallow...like the world fucking resolves around them. Like it's all going to end if they don't have this VERY important conversation.
My question is how to handle it. I realize my approach today was semi immature (I have that tendency) but there is seemingly no other way! Sometimes when I am feeling funny I like to ask a lot of questions so that they are almost forced to talk to me...but that takes so much energy.
Please tell me I am not the only one with this issue? And please give me a clever answer to this issue....
Oh and I apologize for the delay in posts. There are some "anonymous" bullies in the comments section and it took me a few days to get over it...fucking bullies. I don't know why they gots to rain on my parade...
This one lady (the lady in my "Bitch wants to be a regular" post) comes in EVERYDAY on her phone. No joke. Every. fucking. day. Sometimes she calls her bill companies, sometimes her mom or dad, sometimes a friend and sometimes she has these super intense conversations that practically force everyone to just stare at her. "Girl, you did so good. Just leave him. You are so much better then that asshole. Be strong girl, be strong."
This morning I was SO not in the mood. And it is only more frustrating that she is consistently on the phone...anywhoo this morning I more or less ignored her.
She orders her drink and gives me her card, I run it, give it back and then literally turn to the next customer and say "good morning."
Well she didn't like that so much. She kind of just stared at me like "where is my thank you?" I seriously wanted to scream "I CAN'T FUCKING THANK YOU WHEN YOU ARE ON THE FUCKING PHONE?!?!"
But as we all know I just ignored her.
It just drives me nutty. Is anyone with me on this one? I find it to be so rude and selfish and shallow...like the world fucking resolves around them. Like it's all going to end if they don't have this VERY important conversation.
My question is how to handle it. I realize my approach today was semi immature (I have that tendency) but there is seemingly no other way! Sometimes when I am feeling funny I like to ask a lot of questions so that they are almost forced to talk to me...but that takes so much energy.
Please tell me I am not the only one with this issue? And please give me a clever answer to this issue....
Oh and I apologize for the delay in posts. There are some "anonymous" bullies in the comments section and it took me a few days to get over it...fucking bullies. I don't know why they gots to rain on my parade...
Friday, August 3, 2007
Patience people, patience.
I know I have written about this before but it must be the fact that it is friday and people have NO patience...
When there is a line of people out the door and the barista is up to her knickers in orders...please, please, PLEASE refrain from asking "is that mine?"
Number one. How the fuck am I supposed to know if it is yours? You think I am paying attention? No. I am focused on these little boxes on the side of the cup. I read them, sort it out in my head and then make them. I cannot be bothered to put drinks to faces...ESPECIALLY when I have 15 in line.
Number two...YOU JUST FUCKING ORDERED! No it isn't yours! Wait your damn turn with the rest of them. An god as my witness, if you even think of taking someone else's I will personally kick your ass. It's Friday. It's busy. And I really don't have time for you peeking over the counter to see if I am making yours yet....IT'S COMING!
Oh and when I say "no, it's not yours" don't try and laugh it off like you didn't just royally piss me off. I just wasted time looking for "yours" just to make you happy. Your impatience is NOT humorous...how do you live with yourself?
When there is a line of people out the door and the barista is up to her knickers in orders...please, please, PLEASE refrain from asking "is that mine?"
Number one. How the fuck am I supposed to know if it is yours? You think I am paying attention? No. I am focused on these little boxes on the side of the cup. I read them, sort it out in my head and then make them. I cannot be bothered to put drinks to faces...ESPECIALLY when I have 15 in line.
Number two...YOU JUST FUCKING ORDERED! No it isn't yours! Wait your damn turn with the rest of them. An god as my witness, if you even think of taking someone else's I will personally kick your ass. It's Friday. It's busy. And I really don't have time for you peeking over the counter to see if I am making yours yet....IT'S COMING!
Oh and when I say "no, it's not yours" don't try and laugh it off like you didn't just royally piss me off. I just wasted time looking for "yours" just to make you happy. Your impatience is NOT humorous...how do you live with yourself?
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