Anniversary

I realized today that I have been working at Starbucks for a year now- wow wow we wo. I can't believe that
a) I wilfully rejoined this corporation after knowing the glory that can be life without a green apron fastened around your waist
b) that I haven't been fired for being a smart ass

This past week I was in a different store then my own which = sweaty balls- however I decided I could cope. As was found out by my manager in Kelowna when I first started working at Starbucks, I don't really have that initial stage that everyone else has when starting employment or entering a new environment where you take sometime to settle in and become a member of the team before really taking hold and being yourself a.k.a. being sarcastic and unleashing near constant ridicule upon coworkers; and why would that be any different at this store.

The glory of it here though is that although I speak English my accent and blatantly 'American' mannerisms somehow leave me with lee-way to be misunderstood and not receive any punishment. The really beauty comes in with the fact that the managers at this store both enjoy there fair share of sarcasm so things seemed to work out find. One manager inparticular would listen to me bash him or give myself some sort of unwarranted praise and then simply reply with "respect & dignity"

I think we all know however that went out the window during a certain staff night.

One of my favorite moments of last week was when I asked a man if I could get him anything to drink and he just full on ignored me. Again I asked him- louder- "Sir, can I get you something to drink. Again nothing. So the third time I simply looked at him and in the same tone and with the same syllables went "blee bla blee bloo blaby blam blag". 'Grande latte he replied'. My manager had to take a ten minute break after that to gain composure and not pee his pants.

I've also taken to high-fiving customer and using the security cameras to scope out hot babes- which there are a lot of that come into my store (its a business district so there are a lot of well dressed business men- nice on the eyes).

If one more person asks me for a 'white coffee' (which is ridiculous to begin with) and gets pissed when they have to put the milk in themselves I'm going to rapid punch them in the baby maker.