Oh man, I just hit the jackpot of busy-ness.

Some lady just ordered a venti half-soy, half-skim sugar-free triple-shot pumpkin spice latte, no foam, no whip, no water, 172 degrees, with 1-and-a-half tablespoons of cinnamon sprinkled in 2/3 of the way up, 2 pumps of sugar-free vanilla syrup, with 3 cups. The barista taking the order was writing it on the venti-sized cup and ran out of room. Also, she ordered half a donut, except that the lady said she couldn’t. Unfortunately, they only have whole donuts. “See?” She pointed to the same pile of donuts the lady pointed to when ordering her fraction of a donut. “Okay,” she said. “Cut in half, give me one half, and throw the other out.”

When the barista was making the drink, she stopped 2/3 of the way up as instructed to politely ask the lady when to stop sprinkling the cinnamon in. Bad move: “Did you guys run out of measuring spoons?”

Wow.