Sip Of Justice

, , , , | Legal | July 7, 2018

(This takes place in the drive-thru.)

Me: “Your total is $5.45.”

Customer: “Last time I was here you got my order wrong! I swear to God if you got it wrong this time…”

Me: *confirms order, just to avoid hearing her complain* “All right, so, that’s $5.45.”

(The customer pays for her order, grabs her drink, and takes one sip and immediately starts screaming. She reels back to throw her drink at me, but I quickly close the drive-thru window, and the drink bounces off of it and lands on her. She drives off screaming before coming inside, covered in her drink.)

Customer: *to my manager* “THAT LITTLE B**** THREW MY DRINK AT ME!”

Manager: “That really doesn’t sound like something she’d do, but I’ll go ahead and check the security cameras.” *after checking the footage* “All right, ma’am, I have video evidence of you trying to assault one of my employees. If you leave now we won’t call the police.”

(The customer screamed incoherently and ran away. We called the police anyway and gave them the footage and her license plate number.)

Unfiltered Story #116237

, | Unfiltered | July 7, 2018

I went in with a friend not long before closing to grab a drink. This particular coffee shop has a points card that you can either be swiped or scanned if you’re using the app instead. Next to the till was a sign saying that the coffee card scanner wasn’t working so customers either needed to keep the receipt or use the card.

Friend: (glances at the sign and starts putting his coffee card away) “Oh bother.”

Me: “It’s ok, you can still use the card, they’re swiped not scanned.”

Cashier: “You’re the first person who’s worked that out all day! I even had one woman show me the sign and try and argue she couldn’t use the card!”

On A Different Plain Of Understanding

, , , , , | Working | July 5, 2018

(I’m at the coffee shop at the airport, trying to get some breakfast.)

Me: “Small latte and plain bagel with cream cheese, please.”

Employee: “Small latte and…?”

Me: “Plain bagel with cream cheese.”

Employee: “Bagel?”

Me: “Yes, with cream cheese.”

Employee: “What type of bagel?”

Me: “Plain, with cream cheese.”

Employee: “So, you don’t want butter, or cream cheese, or anything?”

Me: “No, I want cream cheese.”

Employee: “Okay, and did you want a coffee?”

Unfiltered Story #115775

, , , | Unfiltered | July 4, 2018

(In downtown Portsmouth there is an independent coffee shop down the street from a Starbucks. Besides coffee, they also sell tea and assorted baked goods. The place gets frequented by bikers, especially when the weather is nice and they can sit outside with their food and drinks. A ditzy bimbo, obviously from out of town, is on her phone.)

DB to girl behind counter: “Just a [complicated Starbucks-style order].” (goes back to her phone.)

(The girl behind counter, as well as everyone who heard her gives her a O.o kind of look.)

(After about a minute she stops talking and looks at the girl) “I need a [whatever] right now. Hurry up! I’m in a rush!”

A huge biker standing right behind her taps her on the shoulder and says, “This ain’t Starbucks, *****. Be nice, order something normal, or get the **** out.”

(Bimbo’s eyes got REAL big as she looked at the guy, said “I have to call you back” to her phone, and boogied out the door.)

She Was Out Cold

, , , , | Working | July 2, 2018

I work at a coffee shop, and the owners are terribly cheap. We have an air conditioning system that breaks down every year, and this year is no exception. We are in the middle of July and it’s blazing hot outside. Indoors, we only have two small fans set up on either side of the store as an attempt to keep things cool. Workers regularly dart to the back to get a drink of water, since we aren’t allowed to keep a drink on us in the front.

One of my coworkers who was on deli goes into the back for a drink; I agree to cover her while she is gone. Usually, people only take a minute for a drink of water, but after almost ten minutes she still isn’t back. Once there is a break in food orders, I go look for her. I search all over the place, including outside, in the washrooms, and even in the walk-in-freezer, and she is nowhere to be found. I have another food order, so I give up looking for the time being.

A little bit later, I need to grab some butter from the fridge, which is large, but not a walk-in. I open the door and find my coworker sitting in it, head between her knees.

Turns out, she was working deli, which has a toaster that was radiating heat. The heat from the toaster, combined with the already sweltering heat from the weather, overwhelmed her and gave her heat exhaustion. So, she went to “get a drink of water,” and sat in the fridge to try and cool herself down. While in the fridge, she felt nauseous and dizzy and put her head down to help herself get over the feeling.

However, when I open the door, I don’t realize any of that information and think I have just stumbled upon a corpse that was stuffed in the fridge. I let out such a loud shriek that all of my coworkers come sprinting over to see what is wrong. When we have all figured out what happened, they laugh their tails off at me for being scared.

They now frequently hide in the fridge and jump out at me. On the bright side, because of the incident, our owners have finally paid to fix the air conditioning, which has made working in the summer much more bearable.

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