My tummy is so sad, and I had to stop and get a Refresh Tea Latte because I stupidly drank a small glass of diet coke at lunch today. I don't know why I did it. Actually I do. My daughter wanted a water and her meal came with a small drink. I didn't want to waste the money. Now if that doesn't showcase an issue with money I don't know what does. Do you ?
So then I go to the Starbucks and they start to put the wrong syrup in the cup -- syrup that I'm allergic to. I say, sorry, you need to do this syrup not that one. The girl pours it out in the trash and starts to attempt to put the correct syrup in the same cup. ARE YOU F"N KIDDING ME??? So I had to tell her to use a new cup. Seriously - can you not find better help in this economy that might actually have a brain? I guess that is what i get for not going to my favorite Starbucks with my bestie baristas. But isn't there supposed to be this sort of class that you take when you work in a restaurant?? Oh yes - it's called a food handlers permit that teaches you about these things. I passed the ServSafe with one missed question, which makes me eligible to teach this stupid girl the right way to do it. Sad, Sad, Sad.
Labels: Diet Coke, Starbucks, stomach issues
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