And in today's episode of "Any other Starbucks but this one and Clove would be fired and arrested by now":
Had a woman come in this morning, place her order, politely wait to the side... only to start screaming almost unintelligibly when her drink took longer than ten seconds to make.
I just stood there, staring at her and letting her go off. First pause she took, I picked up a knife, started twirling it, looked at her and went "Done yet?"
AND SHE SAID NO.
She yelled some more.
I slammed the knife into the counter. "Done yet?"
SHE SAID NO AGAIN.
And yelled some more.
That was when I told her "I don't have time for this, talk to me when you can use your big girl words."
Someone remind me why I still work here?