Why I Can’t Work in Retail
now that i’m actually getting out of the house, i’m finding things to write about–imagine that!
at my daily morning trip to the local Starbucks, i was surprised to see a line since it was 10:30ish. but whatever. only one person was behind the counter–the manager, a fellow Buckeye.
the woman in front of me, dressed in a pastel yellow tank top and pastel orange capris with yellow trim to match, bleached blonde and ratted hair, and a face and voice that hinted she had done some hard living, croaked, "are you the only one working? i’m late."
Starbuckeye smiled and graciously said she just sent someone on break, and then poked her head in back to get the other barista.
"thank you," Lady Cryptkeeper croaked again.
as she left, i watched her get into her hearse sedan, which was parked in a not-a-spot (you know, the ones with the diagonally painted lines inside it)–never mind that there were plenty of empty real spots.
i remarked, "it seems to me that if you’re late, you don’t have time to be stopping at Starbucks." this elicited a smirk from the woman behind me. "you are so nice," i told Starbuckeye.
"it’s part of the job," she replied.
The Neighborhood
Starsucks is a freakin’ plague.
I never take the time to stop at one coz ordin’ coffee off a menu is gay (not that there is anything wrong with that, of course).
And, Starsucks STILL manages to slow the commute for even those of us who don’t bother to “shop” there.
Starsucks buys up old business locations, where the previous business didn’t necessarily attract a commuter-specific crowd. Now, all the “sheepeople” on their cellphones, and applying their Clinique/MAC make-up, in the rear-view mirror, hold the rest of us up while they wait, cars still hanging half in the traffic flow, to snare one of the 4 parking spaces surrounding the Starsucks, located at every busy intersection in town. Sheez.
Ain’t nuttin’ but another golden arches.
June 28, 2005 12:08 pm
Good to hear you are going out more. Hope you are not as sleepy anymore. I know how it feels to be all zonked out on meds.
Take care
PB
June 28, 2005 3:23 pm
That’s hilarious (about that mean lady). I’m glad u said what u said.
June 28, 2005 8:05 pm
Ah, yes, retail. What I learned from my time at Best Buy was, “I smile because I hate you. Die. Now.”
June 28, 2005 9:25 pm
hi barb.
how are you? it’s nice to know that you’re going out. take care!
jay
June 29, 2005 6:32 pm