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Why Must There Be The Talking?

I'm not really a fan of customer/employees conversations.  If the workers get too chatty, I'll stop going for awhile and frequent a different place.  There's just no nice way to say "Shut the fuck up", so I simply go MIA... seems better.

I'm just the type of gal who has to be in the mood for shop chat... and sadly, you'd have to be a mind reader to know when it's the right time.  I'm also not a fan of being interrupted while I'm speaking.  There's no better place to enjoy evils than at the local Starbucks.

It's typical for me to have 2 separate orders because I'm always getting for my sister too.  Let me give you a typical drive-thru conversation.




"Welcome to Starbucks would you like to try our nonfat iced hot mocha chai rapsberry latte frappuccino muffin drink?"

*GOD!!!*

"No, thank you. I have 2 separate orders."

"Ugg... hold on."

*waiting, waiting, waiting*

"Hi! Welcome to Starbucks, what's your first order?"

"For the first, I'd like a semi-dry cappuccino."

*pause a few seconds so they can write this on a cup*

"For the second, I'd like"

*COMPLETE & TOTAL CHAOS.... INTERRUPTION!!!!*

"Ooh! Wait, you want the Grande Raspberry Java Chip... am I right?"

*sigh*

"Yes, with raspberry drizzle."

*If I'm particularly unlucky that day, that is followed with this response.*

o_o "We don't have raspberry drizzle."  <-I just KNOW they're making that face behind the speaker.

*SIGH*

"Just pump some syrup on the top."

*If God hates me that day, I get...*

"I don't think we can do that."

*I swear to God I will come in there and beat you to death with the raspberry syrup bottle!!!* *tries to remain calm.*

"They do it all the time. It's fine."

It helps to finish the scene with the fact that by the time we've reached the end, there are 10 cars behind me all giving me dirty looks through their windows.  I have received some honking before.  Also, I was the only person in line when we started this order



I went inside the store yesterday and this new girl working actually wanted to play mind reader; a giant mess of chattiness AND interruption!

"I'll have..."

"Ooh, wait let me guess!  Let me see...  What could it be... what could it be?  You get the... mocha... frappuccino... with..?  is it raspberry?"

"Java chip... but that's not what I'm having today."

I hate it for her...coming out looking like an ass, but even though I get the same drink 8 times out of 10, there are always those days where I'm feeling a little saucy and wish to try something new.

There's really only one girl who can interrupt me and it's fine. Maybe it's because she's not really interrupting... and she's also not playing mind reader.  At the drive-thru she actually interjects with "Grande raspberry java chip frappuccino with drizzle?" between my ending of the first order and beginning of the second order.  If I go inside she simply says, "Your usual?" or "Is she getting her usual?" before I ever have to say a word. Plus she's not chatty.

She's so swell.  *how do I make an emoticon heart? because there really should be one here*

There was another girl, who no longer works there.  She would ask if I was getting the usual.  No fancy failed Jedi mind trick attempts, just "The usual?".  She, however, was rather chatty.  :(

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