| Ali-saurus Rex ( @ 2008-02-05 20:00:00 |
| Current mood: | aggravated |
UMMM.
Today I'm on bar. Today is Mardi Gras. Hoards of drunken assholes are coming in, but for the most part they're quite jovial. Until I hear from over at the register...
Lady: I want a white mocha cappuccino!
RI Partner: Okay... what size?
Lady: THE BIGGEST ONE
Me: *peeks over* Just to make sure, ma'am, you want that to be half foam, half milk with white mocha syrup right?
Lady: ........... NO I DON'T WANT FOAM.
Me: Okay, then you don't want a white mocha cappuccino. Do you want white mocha syrup, milk, esp--
Lady: I WANT A WHITE MOCHA CAPPUCCINO!!!!
Me: ... I understand that, ma'am, but I'm trying to figure out our equivalent to that so we can get the drink right.
Lady: I GO TO THE STARBUCKS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RIVER ALL THE TIME AND WHEN I SAY WHITE MOCHA CAPPUCCINO THEY GIVE ME A WHITE MOCHA CAPPUCCINO AND BLAH BLAH BLAH RANTY RANT RANT
Me: ... *rings in a Venti White Mocha*
Time jump!
Me: I have a Venti White Chocolate Mocha on the bar!
Lady: You know you could have been a LITTLE LESS RUDE TO ME.
Me: ... I'm very sorry, ma'am, but I was only trying to figure out your drink order so that I could make the drink right.
Lady: Well you said it with an attitude!!!
Me: Well I'm sorry I came off that way.
WHAT THE FUCK. I asked everyone, EVERYONE on the floor if I was rude to her (I often come off a lot harsher than what I intend) and everyone was like, "Uh you were just trying to help. She kept interrupting you and screaming."
Sometimes I want to put a sign on the front door that says, "ATTN: CUSTOMERS. At this moment, a child is dying. A woman is being raped, beaten, or both. Pets are getting hit by cars. Mothers are burying their children.
Do you really think your cappuccino is that big of a deal?
<3 Management"
aggravated