Bitching Baristas

Worst customer ever.

My supervisor and I had just finished a busy day working on one of our infamous $2 any drink days. We were about ready to close when a man pulls into the drive thru. 

He asked for a drink. I was more than willing at that point to comply to his order. But when he asked about a second drink for $2, I asked if he had a passenger in his car. He said no, and I told him that the rules were that we couldn’t give him that second discounted drink unless he had a passenger (one per customer).

He got angry and said three other stores that day had willingly given him the discount (who the hell goes more than three times a day?!). I told him it was the rules. He asked if going back through the drive thru would make it work. I said no that’s not how this works. He asked if he could come inside. Again, I said no. 

Now at this point my patience was wearing very thin. I told him to talk to my supervisor. He told him the same things I did. This man left with one discounted drink. We were happy and started closing down.

Just as we go to lock doors, the same man walks in demanding another drink…

After trying to explain to him our rules, it was 20 past close. This man was wasting our time and prolonging our night. After all his bickering and arguing, my supervisor gave in purely so we could close down.

I don’t know who this man thinks he is.

you sigh heavily.

you roll your eyes.

you look at the non-existent watch on your wrist.

you keep staring at me.

you’re being a bitch.

love it. 

I was close to quitting my job on Sunday. I went out to clean the patio off and found a giant pile of dirty dishes that someone had moved off of a table and onto the ground.

That was disgusting and demeaning.

Thank goodness there aren’t that many bugs out yet…

A lady came up to the drive thru and asked for a coffee in her travel mug. She pulled up to the window and I checked to see how many ounces it was. She paid and I brought the cup into the window. It was then that I could smell something funky.

It smelled as though the cup contained a latte that had been fermenting inside of it for a couple weeks at least in the back of this lady’s car, and she had just dumped it out onto the pavement before handing it to me. The cup was almost stained black on the inside.

I showed it to my friends and they informed me that she could perhaps get sick and die. I went back to talk to her and tried not to embarrass her in front of her passenger.

“Ma’am. I appreciate that you want to save the earth for global warming, but it seems as though your cup hasn’t been washed in a while and now contains an ecosystem of it’s own. I wouldn’t recommend disturbing it. Is a paper cup okay?”

Work has been pretty dull lately over the past couple months, but you know that when the weather is nice, all the assholes come out. They’re just like mosquitoes. Expect more soon.