so...today was rather eventful. it was pretty slow, for a monday morning. never really have a line...had most of our pastries ('cept blueberry muffins but whatever)...but...there are always exceptions...
speaking chinese, or please don't hit on the drive thru girl
so we had a line once this morning, for about five minutes. woooow. apparently, that wouldn't work for these two guys in a truck. they started honking. then, when they got to the speaker box, the driver ordered, but i couldn't hear him very well. it was loud in the lobby; there was a blender running behind me. so i asked him to repeat his order. then the passenger leaned across from him (there's a camera on are speaker box. so...i seeeee yooou
) and started being an idiot.
"we've been here for 15 minutes blah blah blah something something something." i thought he was ordering something so i asked him to repeat himself.
"what, am i speaking chinese or something?"
no, you have a thick accent, are on the other side of the car, and are competing with a loud lobby. so...cue the uber cherry "so that'll be two cappuccinos i'll see you at the window!"
they pull up and look genuinely surprised as i take they're money. the two guys are doing the whole "look at each other, then look at me" thing. then they start actively checking me out as i'm taking another order. they're practically leaning in the window. i'm like whatever and go get them their drinks. as i hand them out, the passenger says "has anyone ever told you that you're veeeeeerry beautiful?"
...yes. yes they have. and you're creepy. you remind me of the hand lotion guys at the mall. i don't like them either. please. GTFA (go the fuck away). "thank you! have a nice day!" *slam the window shut and walk away*
careful! it's full!
today the gal on bar filled up a customer's iced coffee a little too full. as i handed it through the window to her, i said "careful! it's a bit full. hehe getting your money's worth, eh?" and i handed her some napkins. then i watched her put it on her passenger seat.
she came back through not five minutes later. "yeah i just came through and ordered a coffee. you filled it up too much. now there's coffee all over me and my car."
*le sigh*
i almost felt bad cuz the coffee was full...but at the same time, i saw that she had perfectly good cupholders, but instead, she chose to use...her passenger seat. i dunno about her car, but in mine, the passenger seat doesn't double as a cupholder.
at lease she was happy with some napkins and didn't demand a refund or something.
want me to move mountains while i'm at it?
so whomever's working drive throu also does dishes. because it's been steady, i haven't had a chance to start on them. my manager, "C" asks me to start working on them and i'm like "yeah i'll get right on that. after i help these customers." so i'm scrambling around trying to do dishes, grab pastries, and help customers. and what's she doing? chatting with customers. "GF, have you started those dishes yet?"
i looked at her and said "yeah. i did. then i got distracted by customers. my bad."
she just kinda looked at me and went back to chatting with the customers. yanno...if you see the sinks are getting full...you could help. i'm just sayin.
allergy attack, anyone?
so we put whipped cream on stuff. if you order a non-fat white mocha, you'll get a pile of heavy whipping cream on it unless you say otherwise. apparently, we're not allowed to ask if they want whipped cream. it takes to much time. so if they order something non-fat or even soy for you lactose intolerant folks out there, you'll get a pile of fattening dairy on top of your drink unless you ask otherwise. cuz damnit, it takes to long to ask "do you want whip on that?"
and get this...this is my favorite part about this new policy. we aren't allowed to remake your drink. it's your fault you ordered it wrong. "they'll just learn for next time," says my manager. yeah. if they come back. no wonder our customer satisfaction's so low. my manager's a bitch!
's cool...didn't want to enjoy my lunch anyway...
so i went on my 30 minute lunch break and grabbed a chicken tarragon sandwich (omg yum) to much on. as i was standing in line to buy it, this guy starts asking me what's good. mind you, i'm not wearing my green apron, i'm texting, and i have my knitting and a sandwich in my hands. i'm obviously not working. so i mention a few things i like. and he takes a step closer. he keeps asking about the food we carry, inching closer. i keep backing up and trying to end the conversation. after about 15 minutes, he buys his stuff and leaves. M, the girl at the register was like "wow...and here i was thinking i was the one working right now..." so i got 15 minutes to eat my sandwich, talk to The Boy, and knit a few rows of scarf. grr. not like i wanted the full 30 or whatever.
a glimmer of hope for humanity
i was gonna post this yesterday, but kinda forgot. i took a bathroom break and when i went in, i saw a purse a lady had left. so i grabbed it and went to put it under the registers for when she comes back in to claim it. as i'm doing so, a guy comes in, freaking out that his wife left her purse in the bathroom. i remember the couple, so i hand him the purse. he's thanking me and thanking me as he backs out of the store. a few minutes later he comes back in and i'm thinking "uh oh...was something missing?" he asks "so who was the girl that found my wife's purse?" all fingers point to me.
he pulls out his wallet and hands me $10. "i just wanted to thank you. we would've been in so much trouble. there was a few thousand dollars in that purse."
me: uh...that's really not necessary...it's no big thing...
guy: no really! i insist!
me: uh. okay...*takes money* well...i'm glad we found it. have a fantastic day!
guy: oh you too! and there will be more coming to you, i can assure you of that! *leaves*
me:...was that a threat of good things to come? i'm unnerved by that *puts money in tip jar and goes back to work*
*le sigh* i'm just gonna eat my soup and pretend today didn't happen.
speaking chinese, or please don't hit on the drive thru girl
so we had a line once this morning, for about five minutes. woooow. apparently, that wouldn't work for these two guys in a truck. they started honking. then, when they got to the speaker box, the driver ordered, but i couldn't hear him very well. it was loud in the lobby; there was a blender running behind me. so i asked him to repeat his order. then the passenger leaned across from him (there's a camera on are speaker box. so...i seeeee yooou

"we've been here for 15 minutes blah blah blah something something something." i thought he was ordering something so i asked him to repeat himself.
"what, am i speaking chinese or something?"
no, you have a thick accent, are on the other side of the car, and are competing with a loud lobby. so...cue the uber cherry "so that'll be two cappuccinos i'll see you at the window!"
they pull up and look genuinely surprised as i take they're money. the two guys are doing the whole "look at each other, then look at me" thing. then they start actively checking me out as i'm taking another order. they're practically leaning in the window. i'm like whatever and go get them their drinks. as i hand them out, the passenger says "has anyone ever told you that you're veeeeeerry beautiful?"
...yes. yes they have. and you're creepy. you remind me of the hand lotion guys at the mall. i don't like them either. please. GTFA (go the fuck away). "thank you! have a nice day!" *slam the window shut and walk away*
careful! it's full!
today the gal on bar filled up a customer's iced coffee a little too full. as i handed it through the window to her, i said "careful! it's a bit full. hehe getting your money's worth, eh?" and i handed her some napkins. then i watched her put it on her passenger seat.
she came back through not five minutes later. "yeah i just came through and ordered a coffee. you filled it up too much. now there's coffee all over me and my car."
*le sigh*
i almost felt bad cuz the coffee was full...but at the same time, i saw that she had perfectly good cupholders, but instead, she chose to use...her passenger seat. i dunno about her car, but in mine, the passenger seat doesn't double as a cupholder.
at lease she was happy with some napkins and didn't demand a refund or something.
want me to move mountains while i'm at it?
so whomever's working drive throu also does dishes. because it's been steady, i haven't had a chance to start on them. my manager, "C" asks me to start working on them and i'm like "yeah i'll get right on that. after i help these customers." so i'm scrambling around trying to do dishes, grab pastries, and help customers. and what's she doing? chatting with customers. "GF, have you started those dishes yet?"
i looked at her and said "yeah. i did. then i got distracted by customers. my bad."
she just kinda looked at me and went back to chatting with the customers. yanno...if you see the sinks are getting full...you could help. i'm just sayin.
allergy attack, anyone?
so we put whipped cream on stuff. if you order a non-fat white mocha, you'll get a pile of heavy whipping cream on it unless you say otherwise. apparently, we're not allowed to ask if they want whipped cream. it takes to much time. so if they order something non-fat or even soy for you lactose intolerant folks out there, you'll get a pile of fattening dairy on top of your drink unless you ask otherwise. cuz damnit, it takes to long to ask "do you want whip on that?"
and get this...this is my favorite part about this new policy. we aren't allowed to remake your drink. it's your fault you ordered it wrong. "they'll just learn for next time," says my manager. yeah. if they come back. no wonder our customer satisfaction's so low. my manager's a bitch!
's cool...didn't want to enjoy my lunch anyway...
so i went on my 30 minute lunch break and grabbed a chicken tarragon sandwich (omg yum) to much on. as i was standing in line to buy it, this guy starts asking me what's good. mind you, i'm not wearing my green apron, i'm texting, and i have my knitting and a sandwich in my hands. i'm obviously not working. so i mention a few things i like. and he takes a step closer. he keeps asking about the food we carry, inching closer. i keep backing up and trying to end the conversation. after about 15 minutes, he buys his stuff and leaves. M, the girl at the register was like "wow...and here i was thinking i was the one working right now..." so i got 15 minutes to eat my sandwich, talk to The Boy, and knit a few rows of scarf. grr. not like i wanted the full 30 or whatever.
a glimmer of hope for humanity
i was gonna post this yesterday, but kinda forgot. i took a bathroom break and when i went in, i saw a purse a lady had left. so i grabbed it and went to put it under the registers for when she comes back in to claim it. as i'm doing so, a guy comes in, freaking out that his wife left her purse in the bathroom. i remember the couple, so i hand him the purse. he's thanking me and thanking me as he backs out of the store. a few minutes later he comes back in and i'm thinking "uh oh...was something missing?" he asks "so who was the girl that found my wife's purse?" all fingers point to me.
he pulls out his wallet and hands me $10. "i just wanted to thank you. we would've been in so much trouble. there was a few thousand dollars in that purse."
me: uh...that's really not necessary...it's no big thing...
guy: no really! i insist!
me: uh. okay...*takes money* well...i'm glad we found it. have a fantastic day!
guy: oh you too! and there will be more coming to you, i can assure you of that! *leaves*
me:...was that a threat of good things to come? i'm unnerved by that *puts money in tip jar and goes back to work*
*le sigh* i'm just gonna eat my soup and pretend today didn't happen.
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