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How do you fail, let me count the ways?
So, I was waiting in line at Starbucks, wanting to get some hot tea. Mmm...tea...and this girl tries to surreptitiously, but not very well, weasel her way into cutting in front of me. She starts by standing next to me, and when the line moves forward, inches up until she's standing in front of me.
Now, take a second to ask yourselves, do I strike you as the type of girl who'd stand for that? Especially when I'm cranky and not feeling well?
So, naturally, I tapped her on the shoulder, and said, "Maybe you didn't see me, ma'am, but I was here in line before you."
She grumbled and got in line behind me.
Method of fail #1.
We both get up to the counter, and they open a second register, taking her order immediately after mind. I hear her order a coffee drink, she wants a tall, but wants in served in a grande cup. Whatever, I suppose she's the type who wants to add a lot of her own cream and sugar. no biggie. And not really my business.
After I pay, I go to stand and wait for my drink, and I hear her snapping at the barista. Apparently, after paying, girl told the barista not to forget the whipped cream this time!!!!11!!! and since it was forgotten last time, she should probably get extra.
Barista informs girl the drink she ordered doesn't come with whipped cream, and if she wants it, it'll cost extra. Girl sulks. Girl whines. Girl eventually asks if it's too much of a hassle to just add extra FOAM (important later) and barista says ok.
I get my tea, and go to add some honey, and girl's drink is called out. Aaaaaand here's where it gets REAL fun.
She begins ranting and screaming because:
A. her cup isn't even full, in fact they didn't even TRY to put in coffee. (she specifically ordered tall in a grande cup, if you'll recall. Naturally it wouldn't be full, and I guess she thought she'd get one over on the baristas and try to get a freebie grab)
B. Where the hell's her whipped cream? (Seems she forgot the conversation she had not two minutes prior, again hoping to get a freebie, I suppose.) And, finally,
C. They couldn't even heat the milk properly because it was all white and foamy, and didn't even taste like coffee!! (Again...conversation...that had copious witnesses...)
I rolled my eyes. A lot. Baristas rolled theirs, too. Witnesses in line start to giggle. Girl starts screaming about if her drink isn't perfect Starbucks has to make it again, and here's where it gets turned into beautiful, beautiful pwnage!!!
Being cranky, and unwilling to stand for shenanigans, (and also friendly with the baristas, who know my usual order everytime I go there, and are sweethearts!) I ask girl where it says that, and she screams, "it's on the sign, you stupid bitch!!" as she turns to point ...
...at the space where the sign USED to hang, but no longer exists because it's been taken down for renovations.
Girl blinks stupidly. I smile. Baristas smile. Girl stomps away angered that she couldn't get her freebie grab. Baristas gave me a free mini scone and I trot away to class.
So, I was waiting in line at Starbucks, wanting to get some hot tea. Mmm...tea...and this girl tries to surreptitiously, but not very well, weasel her way into cutting in front of me. She starts by standing next to me, and when the line moves forward, inches up until she's standing in front of me.
Now, take a second to ask yourselves, do I strike you as the type of girl who'd stand for that? Especially when I'm cranky and not feeling well?
So, naturally, I tapped her on the shoulder, and said, "Maybe you didn't see me, ma'am, but I was here in line before you."
She grumbled and got in line behind me.
Method of fail #1.
We both get up to the counter, and they open a second register, taking her order immediately after mind. I hear her order a coffee drink, she wants a tall, but wants in served in a grande cup. Whatever, I suppose she's the type who wants to add a lot of her own cream and sugar. no biggie. And not really my business.
After I pay, I go to stand and wait for my drink, and I hear her snapping at the barista. Apparently, after paying, girl told the barista not to forget the whipped cream this time!!!!11!!! and since it was forgotten last time, she should probably get extra.
Barista informs girl the drink she ordered doesn't come with whipped cream, and if she wants it, it'll cost extra. Girl sulks. Girl whines. Girl eventually asks if it's too much of a hassle to just add extra FOAM (important later) and barista says ok.
I get my tea, and go to add some honey, and girl's drink is called out. Aaaaaand here's where it gets REAL fun.
She begins ranting and screaming because:
A. her cup isn't even full, in fact they didn't even TRY to put in coffee. (she specifically ordered tall in a grande cup, if you'll recall. Naturally it wouldn't be full, and I guess she thought she'd get one over on the baristas and try to get a freebie grab)
B. Where the hell's her whipped cream? (Seems she forgot the conversation she had not two minutes prior, again hoping to get a freebie, I suppose.) And, finally,
C. They couldn't even heat the milk properly because it was all white and foamy, and didn't even taste like coffee!! (Again...conversation...that had copious witnesses...)
I rolled my eyes. A lot. Baristas rolled theirs, too. Witnesses in line start to giggle. Girl starts screaming about if her drink isn't perfect Starbucks has to make it again, and here's where it gets turned into beautiful, beautiful pwnage!!!
Being cranky, and unwilling to stand for shenanigans, (and also friendly with the baristas, who know my usual order everytime I go there, and are sweethearts!) I ask girl where it says that, and she screams, "it's on the sign, you stupid bitch!!" as she turns to point ...
...at the space where the sign USED to hang, but no longer exists because it's been taken down for renovations.
Girl blinks stupidly. I smile. Baristas smile. Girl stomps away angered that she couldn't get her freebie grab. Baristas gave me a free mini scone and I trot away to class.
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