Not So Sweet About The Syrup

| CA, USA | At The Checkout, Crazy Requests, Food & Drink

(I’m working the closing shift at work and, earlier in the night, we had run out of an ingredient to make one of the lattes. I’m working the drive-thru when I get this customer.)

Me: “Hi, thanks for choosing [Popular Coffee Chain]! What can I get started for you?

Customer: “Yeah, I’d like a [Popular Latte] with soy.”

Me: “Unfortunately, we’re all out of [syrup] for tonight. I’m so sorry about that.”

Customer: *angrily* “Well, I think that calls for a free drink!”

Me: “…”

Customer: “Okay, well, then, never mind.”

Me: “Are you sure I can’t get you some water for the trouble of coming out?”

Customer: “Nope. Bye!” *backs out of drive-thru*

(No, you’re not going to get a free drink just because we’re out of an ingredient, especially when you rudely demand it. The only thing I’ll get you for your trouble is water. Other people have come through that night wanting the same drink you ordered and were understanding and just ordered something else. And they were nice about it, too!)

Marching Towards Equality

| Eugene, OR, USA | Awesome Customers, Awesome Workers

(I’m a barista at a coffee stand inside a high end grocery store. Our city is pretty liberal and diverse, so I am pretty comfortable being open with the fact that I’m a transgender guy (born “female,” but really a guy). I don’t pass well yet, being pre-surgery and all, so customers often refer to me as a “she,” but I generally try not to let it bother me. One day, a lady comes in and, as I make coffees for her and her teenage daughter, tells me about a women’s march she’s going to take part in in DC (we’re in Oregon). I’m always interested in this sort of thing, so I ask her a handful of questions, and lament that I won’t be able to go since it’s so far away.)

Lady: “Oh, well, there are actually going to be marches all over the country at the same time! A whole united movement, the biggest in recent history. There’s even going to be one right here in [City].”

Me: “Oh, awesome! If I have off work, I’m definitely going to join!”

Lady: “You should! We’re always looking for more women to join!”

Me: *growing slightly awkward* “Haha, well…”

Lady: *realizing I’ve gotten nervous* “And people who identify as women, of course!”

Me: “Er…”

Lady: “And… and men who support women’s rights!”

Me: *relaxing* “Awesome!”

(She smiles at me, takes her coffees, and thanks me. A few minutes later, I go on lunch, and I pull on a hoodie but keep my barista hat on as I go back down to the grocery part of the store to get a drink. I run into the same woman and she stops me.)

Lady: “Excuse me! I just wanted to apologize for earlier. Of all people, you’d think I’d know better than to assume.”

Me: “Oh! Well, thank you!” *holding out my hand* “I’m [My Name], by the way, and I use he-him pronouns.”

Lady: “It’s lovely to meet you, [My Name]. I’m [Lady], and I use feminine pronouns.”

Me: “I’ll do my best to remember that! Come back and tell me how the march went when it’s over, yeah? And thanks again!”

(Customers like that always make my day!)

Small Talk Baulk

| England, UK | At The Checkout, Family & Kids, Language & Words

Me: “Good morning. How can I help y—“

Customer: “Cappuccino. Medium.”

Me: “Would you like that to stay or—“

Customer: *interrupting again* “Go.”

(I finish the transaction politely but without trying to make small talk.)

Customer: “Not very chatty are you?”

Has No Problem Espresso-ing Herself, Part 4

| CT, USA | Food & Drink, Money

(A woman approaches my counter one evening, clearly unwashed and very angry.)

Customer: “Yeah, how much is a large coffee?”

Me: “$2.25.”

Customer: “And a small?”

Me: “$1.75”

Customer: “Okay, well, I have one of those coupons for a free one.”

Me: “Is it the customer redemption or the buy-six-get-the-seventh?”

Customer: “What?”

Me: “Is it the long red one that says ‘sorry,’ or was it part of your receipt?”

Customer: “Oh, the receipt kind.”

(I fill her order for a large coffee as a line starts to form.)

Me: “Okay, that’s going to be $2.25.”

Customer: “I thought it was free. I can’t afford that.”

Me: “It’s free with your coupon.”

Customer: “I don’t have it on me.”

Me: “Then I can’t redeem it. I have to have a coupon to put in my register. If it’s not there when they count it, I’ll be short and I could lose my job.”

Customer: *very irate* “I’m [Coworker]’s friend. I know [Coworker’s Other Friend]. I come here all the time. Just give me my drink.”

(I assume my coworker has done this for her in the past, but I’m not about to put my job on the line for anyone, especially a stranger.)

Me: “I can’t do that. I have to have it in my register. I can’t redeem a coupon unless it’s physically here. Without it, the store will think I’m stealing.”

(She huffs off, and I work through the line, thinking it’s over. I’m midway through, taking another order, when she comes back. She shouts from the far end of the counter, rudely interrupting another customer.)

Customer: “How much for a shot of espresso?”

Me: “$1.75, same as a small coffee.”

(Again, she leaves, and once again I think it’s over. There’s a lull after the line, and she’s back, again, angrier than ever.)

Customer: “Give me two shots.”

Me: “Okay, that’s $2.10.”

Customer: “You said $1.75!”

Me: “That’s for one shot, not two.”

Customer: “Can’t you just give it to me? This is a bunch of bull-s***.”

Me: “I could get fired for that. I’m not losing my job over a shot of espresso. Now, would you like one shot, or two?”

Customer: “Just give me two.”

(She then throws a huge handful of coins onto my counter and storms off to the other end of the bar. I go to cash her out, and she’s short, by about fifty cents. I quietly take the rest out of my tip cup because I just want her gone.)

Customer: “I’m telling [Coworker] how f****** rude you are. I don’t see why you couldn’t just give me my f****** coffee. I lost the d*** coupon. I had to dig around in my car for the f****** change.”

Me: “If $1.75 is outside of your budget, maybe you shouldn’t shop here.”

(I asked my coworker about her the next time I saw him. Apparently, he knew her, but hadn’t talked to her in years; since she was in prison.)

Coworker: “’I come here all the time,’ my a**!”

Related:
Has No Problem Espresso-ing Herself, Part 3
Has No Problem Espresso-ing Herself, Part 2
Has A Problem Espresso-ing Herself

A Regular A**-Hole

| PA, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Food & Drink

(I work in a popular international coffee chain. We often get confusing drink orders from customers, but this exchange takes the cake!)

Customer: “Can I get a [Popular Hot Drink] with regular milk?”

Me: “Did you want skim, 2%, or whole?”

Customer: “I want regular milk.”

Me: “Right, but what do you consider ‘regular’? We have three types: Skim, 2%, or, whole?”

Customer: *clearly getting agitated* “REGULAR. MILK.”

Me: “Right, so 2%? Whole?”

Customer: “I JUST WANT SOME GOD-D*** REGULAR MILK! IS THAT SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!”

Me: *quickly writes 2% on the cup and passes it down*

Me: *over the headset after the customer walks away* “What is regular milk?”

Coworker #1: “I always drink 2%.”

Coworker #2: “I would have said whole.”

Coworker #3: “I’m tempted to make his drink with water to be honest.”

Manager: “He wants you to get the cow and squirt the milk directly into his drink. Obviously.”

(The customer continued to make comments about our incompetence under his breath while his coffee was being made, but didn’t seem to care that I had written “2%” on his cup instead of “regular.”)

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