Hasn’t Read The Book Of Boba Yet
I work in a bubble tea café. In walks a small group of people, with one female customer who is studying our menu thoroughly. I notice she is talking to another member of the group about some of our premium choices, three of which are currently unavailable and have big signs over their pictures saying “sold out”.
Everyone but her orders, and she finally seems to make a decision.
Customer: “Hi. Can I have the [sold-out premium drink]?”
Me: “Unfortunately, that one is sold out, as indicated.”
Customer: “Oh. What about [different sold-out premium drink]?”
Me: “That one is also sold out, sorry.”
Customer: “Hmm. Okay, then I’ll have a classic milk tea, instead.”
Me: “Great! With tapioca topping?”
Customer: “Yes, please. Oh, wait, does the classic milk tea have milk?”
Me: “Uh. Yes, the classic milk tea is with milk.”
Customer: “Oh, I didn’t know. That’s fine.”
I make the drink and hand it to her. She comes back a few minutes later.
Customer: “Excuse me. What toppings did you put in?”
Me: “Tapioca? The ones you agreed to?”
Customer: “Oh, okay. They’re weird.”
With that, she walked out. I turned to my coworker and asked if we both heard all of this; she was equally as confused as me.