Ooh I like the disgusting libidinous depths where this is going.
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I like when someone orders a chai tea and the register partner has to go 'do you want, like, a chai tea latte, or a teabag?'
I hate when I'm barring and there's brown sludge in my drawers.
Someone ordered two morning buns heated the other day and I asked my floater, 'can I get a pair of hot buns?' 'Pair of hot buns!' she called back dutifully, though kinda quietly what with wheezing and snorting trying not to lose it laughing. Also, at my store, we are all 11 year old boys apparently, or at least the aforementioned coworker and I get in these giggle shifts sometimes where we just egg each other on -- sometimes all it takes is 'can I have a sausage?'
Also you know how they've reengineered the dome lids to make my life better to a depressing degree, like why the heck does this make me so happy eff yeah dome lids? And they're kinda smaller? Another coworker was lidding a beautiful frappy with the new lids for the first time, and her whipped cream 'mound' was a bit overlarge. So upon lidding, the unfortunate mound commenced a-squirtin' out of the straw hole in this weird slowly growing tube. 'Oh, oh dear...' said she, 'this frappuccino is...' '...not jewish? I said under my breath.'
Was it Cardgage who coined 'big ghey caramel bathhouse' for slugs getting all hot and moist in a jacuzzi together in the mocha mixing thing?
Yeah the innuendo is impossible to avoid when you're slinging tall hot blondes and I think it really helps break the tension.