Strike 1
Angry homeless lady came in demanding a cup of ice for her bottle of soda she bought down the street.
I got it for her, and was polite throughout, but she was still angry from the time she came in. Became outright livid that I would charge her for the cup (which we only do when they don't make any other purchase). It totaled to 20 cents.
Now, I know she's homeless. She's one of the maybe three homeless people in town. But 20 cents is not an unreasonable amount to ask for so have the soda you brought in from somewhere else cold.
Strike 2
Had a small flock of 14 year old girls of the Paris Hilton persuasion come in and order an "Olivia Wrap" and look at me like I'm stupid for not knowing what they're talking about.
We're mostly a Coffee Shop, but we do have a small list of sandwiches and wraps that we make. Not only is "Olivia Wrap" not on that list, but it turns out that it's something one of their friends (apparently named Olivia) made up.
I have nothing against customizing your order. But to come up with a name for your creation and then look at me like I'm stupid for not understanding is just wrong.
Foul Ball
A couple girls from the nearby Job Corp started to complain loudly about our ice cream cup sizes being too small. Then they saw the actual size of the scoops and immediately changed their tune, sounding amazed at how much ice cream they got. They even left a tip, so they weren't too sucky.
Saved! Homerun at the last moment! (to keep up the baseball analogy)
Boss made me dinner!
And he didn't just throw together something from amongst the sandwich supplies!
Grilled Ahi Tuna (just barely grilled because he knows I like my sushi) with risotto and asparagus. My first time having risotto, too which led to a reenactment of the scene from Notting Hill:
Me: There's something wrong with this rice.
Boss: It's not rice, it's risotto.
Me: Oh, well then it's pretty good.
Angry homeless lady came in demanding a cup of ice for her bottle of soda she bought down the street.
I got it for her, and was polite throughout, but she was still angry from the time she came in. Became outright livid that I would charge her for the cup (which we only do when they don't make any other purchase). It totaled to 20 cents.
Now, I know she's homeless. She's one of the maybe three homeless people in town. But 20 cents is not an unreasonable amount to ask for so have the soda you brought in from somewhere else cold.
Strike 2
Had a small flock of 14 year old girls of the Paris Hilton persuasion come in and order an "Olivia Wrap" and look at me like I'm stupid for not knowing what they're talking about.
We're mostly a Coffee Shop, but we do have a small list of sandwiches and wraps that we make. Not only is "Olivia Wrap" not on that list, but it turns out that it's something one of their friends (apparently named Olivia) made up.
I have nothing against customizing your order. But to come up with a name for your creation and then look at me like I'm stupid for not understanding is just wrong.
Foul Ball
A couple girls from the nearby Job Corp started to complain loudly about our ice cream cup sizes being too small. Then they saw the actual size of the scoops and immediately changed their tune, sounding amazed at how much ice cream they got. They even left a tip, so they weren't too sucky.
Saved! Homerun at the last moment! (to keep up the baseball analogy)
Boss made me dinner!
And he didn't just throw together something from amongst the sandwich supplies!
Grilled Ahi Tuna (just barely grilled because he knows I like my sushi) with risotto and asparagus. My first time having risotto, too which led to a reenactment of the scene from Notting Hill:
Me: There's something wrong with this rice.
Boss: It's not rice, it's risotto.
Me: Oh, well then it's pretty good.
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