I refuse to take his tea order until he orders properly. “I will have a tea black with cream and sugar”

I asked him what kind of tea? Black. Dude, its too early in the morning for this! WHAT KIND OF TEA! He wanted a green tea! GREEN! Green is not black. Orange Pekoe is Black. So why didn’t I just punch that in? Not supposed to assume.

My sister says to me today: my favorite customer hates it when you are in drive thru.


all the morning customers love me! ok that’s exaggerating. But they have told me, they don’t like it when someone else is taking their order, or cash.

When she is explaining what this guy looks like (god, it was horrible. But he looked John Cena!) No one comes thru  looks like John Cena! EVER!!!

I dont know how I do it, but  I manage to get EVEN the grumpiest customer to talk and smile at me, so  this guy must be on crack.

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