I hate Cafe week...and this is why.

1. I hate the 7a.m. rush of people needing coffee faster than I can make it.
2. Twenty percent of my customers can't speak English.

ME: Would you like coffee?
THEM: Yes, Thank you.
ME: Creamer?
THEM: Yes, thank you.
ME: Sugar?
THEM: Yes, thank you.
ME: Drano?
THEM: Yes, thank you.
*sigh*

   3.   No adult can pick up their own trash and walk three steps to the trashcan. But they want to make sure you can stop what you're doing, walk over to them, take the trash out of their hand and walk fifteen steps to the effin trashcan.
   4.   There are crazy people who wont leave you alone. And you are stuck there. Unless the phone week person has to pee.
   5.   I have to re-stock that motherflippin bowl o' snacks like seven times a day beacuse the rich people are secretly bums.
   6.   If I have to hear one more lady talk about how she works so hard going grocery shopping and playing Gin with the 'ladies' that she needs a break, I am going to pick up the snack bowl and break it over her little way too bright pink lipstick, purple eyebrowed face.
   7.   And today especially....I got the grand pleasure of listening to one of our favorite customers gripe about how she had been waiting since 7 o'clock and it just wasn't right to make her wait. It was 7:10. Yeah, welcome to my world.

*beer me*
*sigh*