Back to the Starbucks story. I didn’t feel like posting this last night. It was late and I was busy sucking this yummy stuff before catching some z’s.
I have no idea whoever came up with the idea to ask people in Starbucks for their name to put on their coffee order. It isn’t genius but it could be worse. Last night however I went into the Starbucks at the airport a mere five minutes before they were closing down. The Airport wasn’t very busy (as you can see in the picture of the previous post) and the Starbucks there is one of the smallest Starbucks I have ever come across. I get in, give the guy my order. We are the two only people in the shop that is the size of our bathroom. Seriously it was maybe 10 square meters if at all. So he asks me for my name to put on my cup.
I turn around and not seeing anyone even near the shop I said. “Dude, we’re the only ones here” I am pretty sure I will manage to remember which coffee I ordered.” Okay I did not call him Dude but the rest is true. He did see the funny point in this and apologized, saying that it is a matter of habit. Nevertheless he asked me for my name and for the sake of it I gave it to him. He pulled out all the stops when he handed me the freakin’ Frappucino. He called out my name and the entire order before offering me an extra-long straw for my venti and wishing me a good night. I have no idea what he was on and I usually complain about the horrible customer service here and then this guy is being super nice and I still can’t appreciate it. It was a bit over the top, wasn’t it?