I work at Starbucks in downtown Mobile. I see all kinds of people, day in and day out. Today, as I was steaming a pitcher of soy milk for a regular customer's Grande Dirty Dry Soy Chai Tea Macchiato (try saying THAT five times fast, lol), I saw the front door open in my peripheral vision. I glanced up for just a second, noticing a man walk in. I went back to setting the steaming pitcher down, so the foam would separate from the milk and give me nothing but dry soy foam. I glance up again, there he is staring at me from across the room, and as I'm about to ask him what he would like drink. . . he winks at me. Now, this wasn't a misinterpreted wink. . . this was a wink that had some effort put into it! I asked, again, if I could help him, because the drive-thru line is getting pretty long, and I'm trying to get all these damn customers out of the way, so I can take a smoke break. . . and he winked at me again! Then, he made the "toking a joint" signal with his hands up to his lips, and I thought, "What the hell? Who is this guy?" Yes, I do sell a little bit of weed, but I consider myself really small-time. I just buy in bulk for a nice price and I sell what I don't smoke to my friends. However, I have no idea who this guy is and why he would think that I'm a dealer. I do smoke a few bowls every day before I go into work so my I'm all nice and toasty for a little while, and I'm one of those people who don't get all red in the eyes, so I can easily get away with it. Most of my customers can't even tell (unless they know me, of course). We have a lot of customers that are in law enforcement and I've been getting stoned while working with the public for many years now, so I know how to seem normal when I'm really blazing. . . so when this unknown person winks at me and thinks I'm a drug dealer. . . kind of made me a little paranoid. After a few minutes of him just standing there, staring and winking at me, he finally comes up to talk to me. He asked if he could buy a quarter of whatever kind bud that I have. I just looked at him with my glazed-over eyes and figured it was a better idea to feign stupid. I told him that I had no idea what he was talking about, and that he needed to leave for trying to buy drugs in a public venue and for insulting me for thinking that I was the one who had such drugs. . . and I told him to get the hell out of my store. What the fuck just happened?!
WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!? fuckin spoiled ass rich peoples drink.whats wrong with a good fuckin coffee???? anyways ya thats kinda strange
LOL. I know. I was all about just regular brewed coffee and cream, until I had to find a job and found this one. Grande - Medium sized cup. Dirty - It's what we say when we add espresso to something that doesn't normally get espresso. Dry - Thick foam, instead of steamed milk. Soy - Soy milk. Chai Tea - Super concentrated blend of Chai tea in liquid form. Macchiato - Means "mark the foam" with espresso shots. In most drinks, we pull the espresso shots first into the cup, then pour the milk over it. In the macchiato-style drinks, the milk goes in first and it's topped with foam, and mark the foam with espresso. It's actually a pretty tasty drink. I get all my drinks for free, so I get to enjoy "fucking spoiled ass rich people drinks" all the time, at no cost from my wallet.
Oh, well, let me just divorce my husband RIGHT NOW. . . ha ha! Besides, I just brew the coffee. . . I don't actually grow coffee beans.
