If I ever let my kids in the future get this spoiled, I would like someone to shoot me in the mouth. Please.
- be tan.
- be carefree.
- be healthy.
- try to not be inside.
- enjoy everything.
- look good all the time.
I spent way too long memorizing the starbucks recipes so I don’t eff them up and I know what I am making. Don’t question what I’m doing because a customer doesn’t like the drink. Just because one freaking customer doesn’t like the drink, that doesn’t make the recipe wrong. So doubly don’t question that I know how to do my job. One snobby ass customer didn’t like the taste of THE SAME drink she didn’t like yesterday. And don’t treat me like a child and slap me on the wrist because the customer wasn’t happy with her drink she already didn’t like. She needs to order a new drink.
And I’m not trying to say I am perfect. But I know I made those drinks right the first time she ordered it AND the second time. If she wants it different then say that OR order something else. As much as we can try we won’t please every single customer that comes into our cafe. Sooooo why should I brown nose them when they treat us like garbage and already don’t like the drink in the first place.
This was a small pointless rant and it doesn’t matter. But it is just not the day for me to deal with people who think they’re better than me because I make coffee. Eff you all.
Its about time for me to stand in a hot shower for a looooooonnnnngggggg time and then put my pajamas on and watch supernatural or community until I fall asleep.
And we are all going to have a 3 hour manager meeting at the busiest time of the weekend and leave the cafe with one person at the same time so Christina can get slammed with crazy customers all by herself.
AAAAHHHHH. EFF MANAGERS!
