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Stories from working at Starbucks that make me want to add a little vodka to my venti.

All the following stories are true. Seriously, I wish I could make these up. However, I can only vouch for mine, and not the submissions. I do not intend offend anyone involved; these are for entertainment purposes only.

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I Know We Live In The 2000’s, But I Am Not A Cyborg.

I really wonder how people’s brains work sometimes.  Like the customers who will rattle off a complicated 5 drink or more order, including pastries and items that need to be scanned in, all in one breath, and then stick their money in my face like I’ve already processed the whole order in my computerized brain and downloaded it to the Barista who has magically made all the drinks already and they will all be piping hot waiting for the customer when the transaction has been completed.

I. Need. To. Punch. In. Your. Order.  Calm your jittery butt down. 

I usually leave the customer’s hand sticking out holding the money until I’m ready.  They have to wait for me anyway. 

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