Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Why is it...

How come when the girl in front of me at Starbucks orders a "grande lowfat skim mocha light on the whip cream, extra chocolate" the barista can rattle it right back at her,

-but-

when I order a large, black coffee, somewhere between the counter and the coffee machine, he has to turn back around and ask "room for cream?"

"Yes, when I said I wanted black coffee, I meant with cream."

4 Comments:

Blogger Jen(nifer) said...

Perfect. This made me laugh :)

4:48 PM  
Blogger Matthew said...

You should have retorted, "No, I want it black, like my women."

It's a spin of a joke from Airplane! Don't chastise me!

6:18 AM  
Blogger Matthew said...

I have, in the past, told waitresses that I like my coffee "as black as the day I was born."

In sort of an "in accordance with the prophecy sense," of course.

7:53 AM  
Blogger Natro said...

Well, actually all coffee at Starbucks comes across the counter black. You gotta go fix it up yourself at the little condiments station if that's your thing. With that said, any adjective other than bold, mild, or decaf is lost on the 'Buckers.

What really chaps my ass is that if I don't rattle off my order in the right sequence and in the proper nomenclature, then the bucker will rattle it back in the "correct" manner and ask, "Is that what you mean?" Yeah, I meant mocha drizzle, not chocolate syrup. How freaking stupid of me.

8:27 AM  

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