First, a lady orders a Venti Starbucks Doubleshot w/ hazelnut. VENTI ICED AMERICANO + ADD SHOT + HAZELNUT, ETC. Right? Right. I make the drink. I ring her up. (It was slow at that moment, and my coworkers were trying to catch up on tasks, that's why I was doing all this.) when I tell her the total, which I think comes out to 4.20 or close to that, she rears back like I have small pox, shakes her head, and tells me "No, that's not right!" I look at the screen again. Venti Starbucks Doubleshot with Hazelnut, she confirms. I tell her the price again. She says "No, it's supposed to be 2.80" and I graciously void the hazelnut and tell her "Even without the hazelnut, it's still 3.60" and the **** CONTINUES to argue "No no no, that's not right. Whenever I get this, it's 2.80, that's what I always pay" and I ask where she usually gets it, and she tells me Vons. *facepalm* I tell her there's a slight difference in price because of the whole grocery store vs. corporate store deal. She STILL tells me I have no idea what I'm talking about basically, that she's paid 2.80 every single time she's ever gotten her SD. I shrug and apologize, and she follows up with "Nevermind, forget the drink; I'm going to Vons." and I snap back "You have a GREAT day" and slammed the window shut in her stupid fat pink whitetrash pig face. My SS and I were hoping she would call our store so my lovely little Asian SS could tell her off, to Vons.
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Then, this IDIOTIC man took FOREVER to order in the drive-thru. I think he was trying to fvck with us. My SS was taking the order, trying to explain what a green tea is, that it has some caffeine. He said he didn't want much caffeine in his hot tea and demanded "Just give me the chai tea", to which my SS tried to explain that chai is a black tea, to no avail. He didn't get it. He still ordered the chai tea. He gets up to the window and I'm already irritated because this tea debacle in actuality took a full three minutes for a simple hot chai tea. I was polite though. As I'm handing him his drink he tells me "I don't need the stopper" and I remove it, and a drop or two of tea water spits out the top. This big thick husky man cowers back and is like "Ow, you got me! That was hot. You bad boy. You're naughty. I'm gonna have to bend you over my knee and spank you." ...I was **** stunned. I didn't know what to say. So I smiled, shut the window, spun on my heel and begged for my SS to hand out the guy's other drink so I could hide out in the backroom til he left. Apparently he summoned for me. Probably to rape me, as I'm a scrawny, meek-looking, white boy.
My **** gawdamn store, I swear. It was just a ridiculous **** day, full of frappuccinos and idiots and old people and pseudo-posh whitetrash cvnts and dbags. Oh wait, that's ERRRRYDAY. Thank the UNIVERSE that I'm TRANSFERRING SOON. To a NON DRIVE THRU EVEN! YESSSSSS I AM SO **** EXCITED.