Cafe Conversations
I went to the Starbucks in the Target by my house. I really needed a cup of coffee because I was about three hours behind in getting my first cup and I could feel a headache coming on. I go up to the counter and order a grande coffee. The girl goes and starts to pour from the pot marked decaf. Of course I pipe in "Excuse me, can I have regular coffee please. Not decaf."
She gives me a look and then says "You didn't say you wanted regular. You just said coffee."
Huh, who knew the universal coffee all of a sudden became decaf? "Well, I would like regular please," I said trying to have some empathy for her. Lord Omar knows I know how it can be.
"I don't have none right now," she proceeded to tell me. "I have to brew it."
"That's fine," I said faking cheerfulness. "I don't mind waiting for a fresh pot of coffee."
That is when she gave a HUGE sigh and said "Well I wasn't gonna brew it now, but if you have to have it," and lazily proceeded to get around to brewing regular coffee.
Wow! I think I would skin one of my employees if they pulled that stunt, but luckily I have one hell of a good staff so I only have to deal with bizarro customers.
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6 Comments:
How annoying!
God forbid she should actually DO HER JOB...
*sigh*.
big sigh, I know Janna. But we can't all be as fabulous as i am i guess. . .
Man, I don't know how you do it. When one of these people cross my paths, they're lucky if they only get singed by my fury.
Valium, amisare, a lot of valium and vodka. Preferably mixed together.
Thanks. I might try that.
Trust me, it is good for whatever ails you!
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