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My favorite thing is when these huge very masculine hood guys come into my cafe and get all worked up about my latte art :) like who doesn't love a construction worker type shouting how pretty the heart in their cup is, it's so wholesome
*hands them their coffee's* your drinks. *evil smile* hey Remy? Do you by any chance have a cup of water?
Logan: *takes his and Patton’s drink* Thank you, now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going back to Pat- I mean, to our table. *leaves*
Virgil: *takes his own drink* I’m staying here to watch this scene unfold. *smirks*
Remy: Of course darling, here ya go. *hands them the cup of water before resuming work*
Roman: Please no…
You might be a bitch.
If you go out to eat, please understand that cooks/chefs/baristas/Cafe slaves are trained how to cook the menu items. We are trained how to make WHAT WE OFFER. If you order an item but modify it to the point its no longer a menu option, you need to be able to articulate exactly what it is you want, and then not be a fucking bitch if it didn't turn out as you expected.
If a wrap has spinach in it and you order it without the tortilla, you've basically just ordered a salad. Don't yell at me that there's so much spinach when you asked for extra vegetables. Don't treat me like shit because you said "no carbs no sugar" - you just changed our menu item completely because the pico has sugar in the juice the veggies marinate in. We gave you tomatoes, onions, and jalapeño. You had the spinach, mushrooms, egg, cheese and avocado. We confirmed this at the register.
WHAT THE FUCK ELSE DO YOU EXPECT. We tell you what we're gonna do. Then you yell at my barista who made it, claiming it's "inedible".
Bitch, this wasn't made with 3 D printer. Inedible, my ass. You're just a picky and entitled cunt.
No. No refund because you didn't like your choice. Don't get it next time. Better yet, don't come back. And to your "management wouldn't accommodate a guest" review on Facebook?
We did, asshole. You just didn't like the accommodations.
Good, good. Thanks Remy! Digging the hair, love! *snags 2 of the drinks* yo, V! Can I dump one of these of Roman's head? He insists on calling me adorable and says he'll stop but we all know that's a lie.
Remy: *smiles at you* And you are looking fabulous today!
Roman: *eyes widen* What?! Please don’t
Virgil: I’d say yes as long as it’s not my drink that you’re gonna pour on his head. *looks back at phone*
Roman: *offended princey noises* Virgil! How dare you betray me like this!
why thank you, darlin! *takes the water and sets down her tea* Roooommmaann
Roman: *hides behind Virgil* Please protect me.
Virgil: *blushes a bit* I don’t know Princey… I don’t really wanna get hit too…
eh, I dunno what to tell ya. *yawns* I need a nap.
Roman: Why won’t you nap at the table, and I wait for the drinks alone then?
*pauses and turns around* V? I'll catch up.. gimme a sec. *goes back over to Roman* /first/ of all, I will fight you next time you push me. Second of all. I heard that, and you don't need to hide that from me, genius.
Roman: I know! And I know you know! But like, I panicked alright! I’m sorry…
*giggling* neither of us did, I scared the crap out of him by screaming when I saw lightning, it was hilarious.. but /not/ so hilarious when we had to run from a man screaming at us at like 2am. *turns to Roman* so, ready?
Virgil: *still hysterically laughing*
Roman: Yes Ri, I just paid for it, and please stop talking about that coffee fiasco! I’m already embarrassed from it as is!
