You Have To Stand Up When Stood Up
We have a barista who works for us who is admittedly very handsome. He’s in his early twenties and gets a lot of attention whenever he’s on shift from a lot of customers, guys and girls. He’s a great worker and a very nice guy, and he’s so clueless about the flirting that it’s actually adorable.
He’s serving a woman about his age.
Customer: “I’d like a mocha for me, please, and a…” *reading from a phone* “…[expensive complicated] drink? Did I say that right? I don’t know what that is.”
Barista: “Yes, that’s right! Not for you, I assume?”
Customer: “Oh! It’s for my date! I wanted to surprise them when they got here.”
Barista: “That’s great! If that’s everything, that will be [price].”
She buys and collects the drinks and settles down at a table in the corner. We go about our work and notice almost half an hour later that the woman is still alone at the table, looking at her phone, drinks now cold, and with watery eyes. It looks like she’s been stood up.
Barista: “Can I take a quick break?”
Me: “Yeah, you’re overdue for one anyway.”
He clocks out but still makes two drinks, the same as what the woman ordered. I see him go over to the table, replace the cold drinks with some hot ones, and then sit down and talk to the woman. She ends up crying, they talk a little more, and they end up sharing the hot drinks together over fifteen minutes or so. They hug, and then he comes back to continue his shift.
Me: “What was that?”
Barista: “I couldn’t stand seeing her alone and sad like that, so I offered her replacement drinks and some company if she wanted it. Some jerk stood her up and she didn’t deserve that.”
Me: “That was so nice of you! I hope she’s okay.”
Barista: “Me, too.”
The next day, our manager shows me a glowing review of our store online about how the barista saved someone’s day and reiterating what happened.
Manager: “Who was this?”
Me: “The review starts with ‘to the handsome barista.’ Who do you think?”
Manager: “Okay, we’re never letting him go!”
The woman came back in several times to thank our barista. She ended up having a real date in the coffee place in the end with someone who was NOT a jerk. It was not with our barista — he recently told us he is asexual — but they’ve remained good friends!