I hope you feel beautiful…

Man gets his coffee, takes a second look at me, says, “You look like I feel!”

Wow.

Thanks.

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Sticky Situation

(This particular incident happened to a different barista that I work with. But he wanted it on the blog. I maintain my promise that this really happened. Really. Here goes…)

A woman “cleaned” her table with simple syrup.

For those of you who don’t know, simple syrup is sugar water.

Let’s just be glad she didn’t “clean” all of the tables.

🙂

Angels among us

Not everything at my job is silly or outrageous (or horrible or insulting). Sometimes stuff like this happens:

An old, scruffy, toothless man shuffles in. He leans on the counter.

“I’d like a small coffee. Plain.” He holds up a warning finger. “Reg’lar. Just Reg’lar.”

“No problem,” I say, smiling. “That’ll be one sixty-six.”

To be honest, I’m expecting a little backlash. Most of my elderly customers do not like paying more than a dollar for a small coffee. Especially ones without dentures or a clean coat.

He says nothing.

After topping it off and securing the lid, I plunk the cup on the counter. He hands me two crumpled dollars, pulls out a third, and says, “You keep it. You keep the change.”

It was a hard day, folks.

I almost started crying.

The snozzberries taste like snozzberries!

Woman: Excuse me, what’s the difference between your flavors of chai lattes?

Me: Um, the spiced chai is just regular chai. The vanilla chai tastes more like… vanilla… The other ones taste like… like what they’re called.

Woman: So…?

Me: The raspberry chai tastes like raspberry and the green tea chai tastes like green tea.

Woman: So what does the green tea chai taste like?

Me: Green… tea…

It went on a while longer. *le sigh*

The whole thing reminded me of this conversation. 🙂