Pet Peeve at Peet's

Just a random pet peeve I have while working at Peet's.

I hate it when people don't look at me when they make their order.

Example #1: The classic cell phone case. Person comes into the store talking on their cell phone and intersperse their order while talking on the phone. "Yeah, I know... that's what I said... and I can't believe that blah blah blah... medium latte non-fat milk... and so went over to him and said... blahblahblah." What makes me especially angry is when their order is really really long and finicky, say their order really quickly, and they do this. What makes me even more angry is when their order is really really long and finicky, say their order really quickly, do this, and make a big stink when their order isn't completely perfect. What's especially egregious is when they do this with a bluetooth headset on, I try to ask them for their order, and they shush me/glare at me/put their index finger up in front of my face to silence me.

Example #2: The talking to their friend in line case. Person comes into the store with a friend and they're talking... this is fine. It's their turn to order and they're still talking to their friend. Their shoulder is facing the register while they're talking to their friend. Person again, intersperses their order while talking to their friend. All additions to the cell phone person apply here as well.

Example #3: The ADD guy. Person is ready to place his order but moves his head around the room like R2D2 while making his order.

All this to say, I still really enjoy working there and I like the people I'm around.

Graduation... the Aftermath

Yes, I am now a Divine Master*.

Many thanks to all who came to celebrate this momentous occasion with me. Much love and thanks to Alinna for setting everything up on Saturday and hanging with me the whole time.

In Berkeley-like fashion, I've now walked but still have assignments due this week. A friend of mine, Jeff, who also walked was smart and turned in all his assignments early so that he'd have no clouds over his head during graduation day and the subsequent days thereafter. I now wish I was smart.

Thanks to Mark and his large mug, I think I must have drank five or six pints of the beer on Saturday. The result? Nothing. Fast-forward to today, at Peets, I kept sipping 1/8 cups of coffee throughout the day. The result? Feeling swirly and disoriented while stumbling out the door to go home.

* Pending passing grades in summer courses.