Good: I ordered a grande latte at Starbucks. The barista gave me a wink and a smile and said he "accidentally" made me a venti instead.
Bad: I dropped my contact lens in the sink and rinsed it down the drain.
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parasite blog entry:
So I went to the new Starbies in Greenway plaza after eating lunch at Potbelly's (Which is totally delicsh if you haven't been yet) and ordered a grande Dolce de Leche as everyone has been raving about it. It just rolled off my tongue; the barista even said "Hmm tasty!" (she was a cute redhead... too young for me though... but I digress) I can smell it wafting through the air with the faint hint of carmel. Then comes the first taste...
OMG this is so rich and creamy and sweet I can barely get it down. I don't know what all the raving was about, but I can barely drink this concoction. Back to my old faithful plain-jane Mocha.
those Baristas are such flirts... they make my day. tho, the accidentally bigger sizes and free cakes come from the only female employee at my local Starbucks. I try to only go in with guy-friends now, i dont want her to think i am available...or swinging her way. anyway the cake is nice.
So, are the baristas trained to be flirts?! I think we just discovered the secret of Starbucks. S*x sells and they know it. Asking me if I wanted whipped cream seemed so innocent before. I feel used.
Lest there be any confusion, I'd like to point out it was a male barista who was flirting with me and upgraded my latte.
And anonymous brings up an interesting question which I had already pondered: is the flirting part of the Starbucks schtick? I'm inclined to think it is. But I haven't figured out their system. Do they pick every 11th person? Do they have a certain profile they're looking for i.e. green eyes or hoop earrings? Do they wait for the customer to flirt first? These are the questions to which I'd like to have answers.
9 comments:
parasite blog entry:
So I went to the new Starbies in Greenway plaza after eating lunch at Potbelly's (Which is totally delicsh if you haven't been yet) and ordered a grande Dolce de Leche as everyone has been raving about it. It just rolled off my tongue; the barista even said "Hmm tasty!" (she was a cute redhead... too young for me though... but I digress) I can smell it wafting through the air with the faint hint of carmel. Then comes the first taste...
OMG this is so rich and creamy and sweet I can barely get it down. I don't know what all the raving was about, but I can barely drink this concoction. Back to my old faithful plain-jane Mocha.
-The Parasite
those Baristas are such flirts...
they make my day. tho, the accidentally bigger sizes and free cakes come from the only female employee at my local Starbucks. I try to only go in with guy-friends now, i dont want her to think i am available...or swinging her way. anyway the cake is nice.
So, are the baristas trained to be flirts?! I think we just discovered the secret of Starbucks. S*x sells and they know it.
Asking me if I wanted whipped cream seemed so innocent before. I feel used.
well it depends... there seems to be 2 types of female Barista's: Type a: artsy, weird girls and Type b: The cute, trendy girls.
I much prefer type b
Lest there be any confusion, I'd like to point out it was a male barista who was flirting with me and upgraded my latte.
And anonymous brings up an interesting question which I had already pondered: is the flirting part of the Starbucks schtick? I'm inclined to think it is. But I haven't figured out their system. Do they pick every 11th person? Do they have a certain profile they're looking for i.e. green eyes or hoop earrings? Do they wait for the customer to flirt first? These are the questions to which I'd like to have answers.
Laurie, your comment begs the question: did you flirt first?
And, for the record, no barista has ever flirted with me. I feel cheated. I'm not getting my money's worth.
Troy,
Maybe you don't fit the aforementioned profile.
As long as it is only female baristas flirting with me it's OK, male baristas crosses the line.
T-holla... your too good for the Starbucks' barista girls anyway
Lasik, Laurie, it's the best money you'll ever spend, and probably the only good thing that came out of my last relationship.
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