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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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Knight In Shining Starbucks Apron

A very cute boy was on line behind a older woman and they were chatting. I assumed she was his mother. It was very sweet to behold. We took their orders and made their drinks, and they were still chatting away at the register. It was a slow Sunday, so I wasn’t about to rush them away.

I go to clean, and ten minutes later, I come back and one of my co-workers is laughing. She looks over at the pair still talking, and I notice that the cute boy isn’t so much talking, as he is nodding, smiling, and inching away. The woman was clearly dominating the conversation, and it was now clear that they did NOT know each other at all.

I walk over, give the cute boy a wink, and ask the woman, “Is there anything else I can get for you?”

She turns to me, and in her lack of focus on the boy, he escapes and she answers me “No.”

When she turned back to the boy who had left, I made my escape to go clean more.

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