pretending i'm a character in a barista!collegestudent!au and romanticising my life a little because i need something to keep me going
>works at a cafe casually while being in college/university
>working casually = different roster every week
>work-life-study ratio is completely off but at least i have money :,)
>honestly i just want to drop studying and open a tattoo studio/cafe because wouldn't that be cool????
>my plans to get a tattooing apprenticeship once i finish uni in 2 years are looking way too tempting
>too bad caffeine makes me sleepy
>never doing the opening shift, always close (i don't drive and the earliest train comes a good half hour after the cafe opens)
>saving cute latte art videos so i can attempt to remake them at work
>somehow managing to do my best latte art in takeaway cups
>best part about closing shifts: being able to take home baked goods that are gonna get thrown out anyways
>dying a little on the inside everytime i make a matcha latte because my work uses matcha syrup, and also puts cinnamon powder on top
>being the quiestest and shyest out of all my coworkers, wanting to speak up and have conversations with the regulars so i feel included (but not knowing how to exactly talk to them)
>memorising like 3 drinks and just sticking with it because i've still got regulars from my other cafe job's orders
>being told i steamed my milk perfectly and that it has the consistency of paint is the biggest compliment ever (i have been a barista for about 3 years now and still have no idea how to steam milk properly)
>being able to make weird drink combos - spoiler alert: a matcha latte with a shot of espresso is a massive no
>honestly being so bad at talking to customers and just wanting to be put on the machine where I don't have to worry about stumbling on my words or having to deal with customers being condescending just because i wanted to double check i got their order right (yes that has happened)
>catching up on reading on my breaks
>if i'm in a good mood, my patience is insane - i've had people yell at me while i just stand there and smile, a little zoned out because i hate being yelled at and it's the only way to cope
>absolutely no idea what music suits the cafe's vibe, my playlist consists of music you'd find on an indie-grunge-pop-shoegaze-alt-???? playlist
>water? never heard of her
>ngl, the speakers at work are so loud that i can't hear anything or speak loud enough, but literally everyone else can -_-
>"hi good morning! how are y-" "latte no sugar" "was that takeaway or have-" "takeaway" "and was that-" "medium" "oh we only have small and large-" "regular" "okay, full cr-" "regular milk." "okay, just $4-" *customer has had their card on the reader since they said 'latte no sugar'*
>lowkey wishing i could come study at the cafe on my days off but i'd probably spend it getting distracted and talking to my coworkers too much
>laughing at karens. i had a woman get mad at me because she asked for nuttelex and i thought she said nutella (before anyone gets mad, the nutella was in a ramekin and she doesn't have any allergies, she was just mad she didn't get butter and felt the need to yell at me for it)
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