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so today was a pretty typical sunday. pretty slow with bursts of busy every now and then. i knew today was gonna be a good day with my first customer. (was on DT today. w00t ^_^)
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so the guy orders at the speaker box like a good boy...then drives right past me at the window and to the front of the store. our DT is on the side of the building. he then backs up and stops at a diagonal to the window.
pretty much like...
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only more severe. (the [] being my window) he's a good 6 feet away from me and makes no effort to correct, even though he's the only person there. i ended up dropping his change because i can't reach him and almost dropped his drink. oi.
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then i had this guy...
GF: good morning thank you for stopping at your friendly neighborhood sbux, what can we make for ya?
guy: yeah...i don't know if this is the right place. is this sbux?
GF:...yes.
don't know how he couldn't tell...not like the mic he was talking into said sbux or anything...or the menu right next to it...
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this one's more of a brain fart.
GF: so that'll be a vanilla latte, anything else?
lady: yeah...what's that one thing you have...it's long and hard...?
my shift lead is cracking up and i'm trying my best to ignore her, lest i start laughing at the customer. turns out she wanted a biscotti.
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why is it that people don't listen? or insist i'm wrong...?
dude: do you guys have something that's like...a coffee frap that has caramel?
GF: yup! we have a caramel frap.
dude: no...like...a coffee frap with caramel.
GF:...yup! we have a caramel frap. it's like a coffee frap but with caramel, whip cream, and caramel sauce.
again, shift lead is laughing hysterically and i'm doing my best to ignore her
dude: oh. uh, i guess that'll work.
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it's not a good day without a conspiracy. we carry the new york times. an older gentleman (OG) bought one and sat in our cafe to read it. he came up a few minutes later saying that the paper was missing the "week in review section." we let him grab another one. apparently that one didn't have it either. he was talking to my coworker, C.
OG: i've been getting the new york times for 20 years of my adult life. and they always have the week in review. it's like the opinion section
C: huh. weird. maybe they just forgot to put it in
OG: or maybe they pulled it out an the last minute because they didn't like what was being said in it...do you mind if i look in the other papers?
C: uh...sure?
he does, finds that none of them have it
OG: this is so weird! i really think they're hiding something...when i'm at the airport later, i'll buy one and see if it's in that one.
C: okay, you do that. have a nice day!
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blargh people!
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so the guy orders at the speaker box like a good boy...then drives right past me at the window and to the front of the store. our DT is on the side of the building. he then backs up and stops at a diagonal to the window.
pretty much like...
|\
| \
[] \
only more severe. (the [] being my window) he's a good 6 feet away from me and makes no effort to correct, even though he's the only person there. i ended up dropping his change because i can't reach him and almost dropped his drink. oi.
~~~
then i had this guy...
GF: good morning thank you for stopping at your friendly neighborhood sbux, what can we make for ya?
guy: yeah...i don't know if this is the right place. is this sbux?
GF:...yes.
don't know how he couldn't tell...not like the mic he was talking into said sbux or anything...or the menu right next to it...
~~~
this one's more of a brain fart.
GF: so that'll be a vanilla latte, anything else?
lady: yeah...what's that one thing you have...it's long and hard...?
my shift lead is cracking up and i'm trying my best to ignore her, lest i start laughing at the customer. turns out she wanted a biscotti.
~~~
why is it that people don't listen? or insist i'm wrong...?
dude: do you guys have something that's like...a coffee frap that has caramel?
GF: yup! we have a caramel frap.
dude: no...like...a coffee frap with caramel.
GF:...yup! we have a caramel frap. it's like a coffee frap but with caramel, whip cream, and caramel sauce.
again, shift lead is laughing hysterically and i'm doing my best to ignore her
dude: oh. uh, i guess that'll work.
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it's not a good day without a conspiracy. we carry the new york times. an older gentleman (OG) bought one and sat in our cafe to read it. he came up a few minutes later saying that the paper was missing the "week in review section." we let him grab another one. apparently that one didn't have it either. he was talking to my coworker, C.
OG: i've been getting the new york times for 20 years of my adult life. and they always have the week in review. it's like the opinion section
C: huh. weird. maybe they just forgot to put it in
OG: or maybe they pulled it out an the last minute because they didn't like what was being said in it...do you mind if i look in the other papers?
C: uh...sure?
he does, finds that none of them have it
OG: this is so weird! i really think they're hiding something...when i'm at the airport later, i'll buy one and see if it's in that one.
C: okay, you do that. have a nice day!
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blargh people!
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