Today a truck full of “bros” came through drive-thru, all drinking beer and talking loudly about the girls working.
One deff was “scratching” his balls longer than is socially acceptable in the presence of lady folk, and making eye contact with me the entire time.
I need to go cry in the shower for a while.
What the hell? She wrote my name on the cup with an H? Idiot.
Sara (without an H)
Does anyone else ever fantasize about being this guy?
Hi, I don’t see the secret menu up there? Can I get a copy?
caitypf asked: I think only 2/10 customers actually order a smoothie on purpose.
I couldn’t possibly agree more.
Someone the other day tried ordering a stawberry smoothie, no protein and no banana…. Bitch please, get a Frappuccino, you’re not fooling anyone into thinking you’re being healthy here.
I hate when I see someone waiting in line and I can’t tell if they’re going to be horrible, or if they just have chronic bitch-face syndrome.
oliveyoualatte asked: Our urls are the exact opposite haha
Do we fight to the death or just have apathetic babies? I’m not sure…
Listen, I am personally excited about the new Teavana iced teas, but I am not looking forward to the rage I will face.
CL bitches are scary.
I reaaaaaaally hope no one ever looks through my “Coffee Passport”. Because every coffee they look at would say something like
"light and citrusy with a hint of diarrhea and sweaty ballsack undertones".
Why must I be this way?