I had a horrible morning commute and decided to cheer myself up with some Starbucks…
Instead of telling the barista what she wanted, the woman behind me handed him an opened envelope.
I couldn’t see her order, but thought in my head “sheesh, high maintenance much? She probably wants non-fat this, extra pump of that, 3 ice cubes, no foam, and whatever other extra options are available. I guess it’s just easier to hand it to him already written down”
Then it’s her turn to pay. And the cashier tries to sign to her…
…yes I’m a jerk…and I was also ticked at myself b/c I couldn’t find my gift card and spent $4.74 on a FRAPPUCCINO in FEBRUARY…
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