#thatcoffeeguy

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“I ordered this with two pumps of caramel swirl.”

A man came through the drive-thru and he ordered two coffees. My co-worker handed one to him and went to make the second coffee. When she came back, he was glaring disgruntled at the drive-thru window holding his coffee.

“I ordered this with two pumps of caramel swirl.” he states.

“Yes, two pumps.” my co-worker replies.

“This isn’t two pumps. It’s too sweet.”

“Well we can remake it for you if you--” my co-worker starts.

“Whatever, f*** it.” the customer breathes as he speeds off without the second coffee.

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“Never mind, you guys are too slow.”

A woman came through the drive-thru yesterday and ordered a coffee. About 20 seconds later, she approached the drive-thru window. My co-worker was about to ring her out when the customer states, “Never mind, you guys are too slow.”

She then drives off, just as my other co-worker walked around the corner with her finished coffee.

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“Ten dollars and ninety centsssss!”

Yesterday while I was working, a woman came up to the register and slammed her hands on it, demanding to speak to a manager. The cashier at the time informed me that the woman had just gone through the drive-thru and supposedly given the drive-thru cashier $10.90 to pay for her order of $4.90 in order to get an even six dollars change.

We consulted the receipt the customer refused at the window and it stated that the woman actually gave her a $10, and that the cashier had given her $5.10 back. This woman was arguing over 90 cents.

We ended up giving her a dollar just so she would leave, and once she did, my co-worker came up to me seething stating that she KNEW that she had given her $10, not “ten dollars and ninety centsssss” as the customer had hissed at her at the counter.

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Love in the drive-thru lane

In all my years of working in a coffee shop, I had never seen this before. As the two customers, a husband and wife, drove up to the window, I noticed that the wife had her hand on her husband’s shoulder. I thought to myself, oh what a loving, affectionate couple. I turned away to process their order and when I turned back around, the couple had begun to make out, rather vigorously. I cleared my throat to get their attention and give them their coffee, to which they turned around straight-faced and took their coffee. I toldl them their sandwich they ordered would be right up, and the husband said thank you, and I turned to make the sandwich. When the sandwich was finally finished, I returned to the window only to find them making out once more just as vigorously as before. The husband pulled away just as I got to the window. He took the sandwich and drove away.

The worst part of this is that they had children, maybe four or five years old, in the backseat watching the whole thing.

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“I get f***in’ benefits, man!”

At work, we just got the new VeriFone card-swiping machines which allow customers to swipe their cards themselves and also if they have the chip (those of you who have the chip know what it is) can insert their card and use the chip. However, our machine doesn’t have the chip reader installed yet. This customer comes up to the register and orders his coffee, as he has been for the last week, and asks if we have the chip reader yet. We do not, I tell him, but we should be getting it soon. The customer flips and shouts, “C’mon man! I order my coffee here every f***in’ day. I get f***in’ benefits for the chip, man!”

I tell him that I’m sorry for his inconvenience, but we should be getting the chip-reader soon. He storms out with his coffee and I haven't seen him since.