Venting Tall
(I’ve gotten up early to get my mom and me coffee one morning. I’m not a morning person by any means.)
Me: “Can I get a tall white mocha?”
Barista: “Sure, anything else?”
Me: “A tall, venti nonfat cappuccino please.”
Barista: “A what?”
Me: “A tall, venti nonfat cappuccino, please.”
Barista: “Honey, you’re making up drinks now. Would you like a tall or venti?”
Me: *suddenly hitting me what I’ve been saying* “Oh, my gosh, I’m so sorry. I meant venti.”
Barista: “I give everyone a break this early.”
(Luckily she had been our barista for about six years and knew I was actually smart.)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?