So I'm coming out and admitting it. I've kept it from most people but I thought its time to just get it off my chest and once and for all just let it out... I work for Starbucks Coffee Company. There. I said it. I've worked at various coffee shops as a Barista over the last, oh man I think going on 7 years now. I take pride in my work and I enjoy talking with people as they take their coffee breaks. I think most people can relate. The breaks in the day where you're just like, "man I can't work on these TPS reports anymore, i need some coffee". Well I've been that guy you chat it up with in the mean time between failure so to speak. And even though these conversations are short and most of the time single serving, I personally take away something that helps me gain perspective of my life. In short, my life's experiences (good and bad) become a little more relative in relation to the people I meet and talk with.
Working at Starbucks in comparison to small, less corporate coffee companies, I have seen first hand how they have sucked all that's good about a coffee house and created a production line for the coffee industry. Its suppose to be customer service driven. But its the most unfriendly(fake) impersonal, hurry the customer through their order, lowered standards for speed efficiency coffee shop I've ever worked for.
I don't really make drinks anymore. I'd call it pushing a button or two , putting a lid on that cup and proceed to yell out in perfect order, "decaf venti 2 and a half pump vanilla extra hot no foam skinny vanilla latte" when the person is just a few feet away. Oh, and I remember to say thank you. Not thanks, or thanks again, but thank you because that's what I'm told I have to do. Its a part time job for now while I'm school but sometimes I reminisce of the good days when a macchiato was simply espresso with a mark of foam. Ahh. The good old days
Sunday, October 12, 2008
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