The intelligence of your Barista
I am not an idiot. J, don’t think I don’t notice your snide comments about my dyed hair, and pierced nose. and as for your Americano? It is hot water an a shot of espresso. No it is not too difficult to grasp, but I’d love it if you ordered without the “can you even handle that?” or “Is that too difficult for you to understand?” “Do you need me to...
Forays into sociopathdom
Barista’s make terrible enemies. I always preface this story by saying I had been watching a lot of Dexter at the time, but I’m not sure if that excuses me. My judgement was certainly a bit skewed. BFP got a decaf coffee with steamed milk. Sometimes he would get five of these in a day, as he sat at our tables for hours on end typing away on his computer. BFP was also a homophobic,...
We are not bad people
But being a barista does something to you. It’s being a drug dealer without the respect or fear. People yell at us, tip poorly, have unreasonable demands, and on top of that most of us don’t get paid more than minimum wage. I watched a man tear a coworker of mine apart, reducing her to tears, over 10 cents. You have to build up armor to this sort of behavior, and thats why baristas...