Coffeeshop Encounters
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.
Are you serious? This really happened? Was the lady too lazy to cut the donut in half herself? CRAZY!
Either you spend too much time at Starbucks or you’re a freak magnet…
Probably both…
Clearly you guys have never experienced the Heaven that is a venti half-soy, half-skim sugar-free triple-shot pumpkin spice latte. Just one degree off and it’s ruined. If I’m paying $4 for a coffee, it had damn well better be just how I like it.
You guys are drinking baby duck, while the rest of us are enjoying Dom Perignon.
Seriously though, whatever happened to coffee, black.
It’s true…I do partake in the baby duck. I do, however, demand that my donuts are sliced with santoku knives by trained professionals (wouldn’t want to take in too many calories in my donut-eating), so that wasn’t too out of the ordinary for me.
dang…I thought my order of tall soy no whip peppermint latte can sometimes be a bit too much for the poor barristas….this lady takes the cake!
Only half of it, though.