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Legend of the Honeyman
I am a Barista at Popular Coffee Place X, hereon out to be known as TD, (standing for my own personal nickname for my place of employment,) "TwinkleDollar."
And I'd like to tell you all a story that I, myself, did not, at first, believe. Warning: this story is kind of dirty and a little bit sick.
I work in MA. There is a man who drives an old red Audi with NH plates who goes from TD to TD, despite the fact that there is a restraining order barring him from the premises.
He has OCD. He will order just a cup of hot water, and he brings his own honey, (hence, The Honeyman,) and for the first few visits to each individual store, he will just sit there.
Well, when he begins to get comfortable in one of these locations, he will use the restroom to masturbate in, and as he grows more comfortable with a location, he will start, for example, leaving 'presents' for us poor employees to clean up at the condiment bars. Eventually, he'll get so comfortable in a TD location that he will actually use chairs in the cafe seating area to barricade himself into a comfortable little niche, and masturbate right there.
And, thankfully, I was not there the day he entered my store, though my poor coworkers were.
The sick, masochistic part of me wonders what he does with the honey. The rest of me (luckily, the controlling aspect,) doesn't care.
The good news: I clean my store to within an inch of its life. So, yeah, it's still clean, but the idea of that occuring is still... Oh god.
And I'd like to tell you all a story that I, myself, did not, at first, believe. Warning: this story is kind of dirty and a little bit sick.
I work in MA. There is a man who drives an old red Audi with NH plates who goes from TD to TD, despite the fact that there is a restraining order barring him from the premises.
He has OCD. He will order just a cup of hot water, and he brings his own honey, (hence, The Honeyman,) and for the first few visits to each individual store, he will just sit there.
Well, when he begins to get comfortable in one of these locations, he will use the restroom to masturbate in, and as he grows more comfortable with a location, he will start, for example, leaving 'presents' for us poor employees to clean up at the condiment bars. Eventually, he'll get so comfortable in a TD location that he will actually use chairs in the cafe seating area to barricade himself into a comfortable little niche, and masturbate right there.
And, thankfully, I was not there the day he entered my store, though my poor coworkers were.
The sick, masochistic part of me wonders what he does with the honey. The rest of me (luckily, the controlling aspect,) doesn't care.
The good news: I clean my store to within an inch of its life. So, yeah, it's still clean, but the idea of that occuring is still... Oh god.
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