no good, captain
Today I was thinking about Snakes On A Plane. I have a niggling desire to watch it again, even though I know it would ruin the beauty of the opening night theatre experience I had with it. What a night. It was pure magic, let me tell you.
I have been watching Buffy lately again too. Season 6. I always used to watch an episode of Buffy before bed, and I used to have the most fabulous Buffy-verse dreams constantly. Some of them involving Spike in ways that Spike should always be involved. Shirtless and smirky. MmmmHmmm.
Anyway, I am having trouble shaking the raincloud that keeps following me around. I'm working on it, and today when I got home from work I just let myself crash and burn for a while. Hopefully a good night's sleep will be the ticket out of this rainy mind weather.
My rant du jour involves mostly Starbucks, and goes something like this:
I have horrible luck as a customer in coffee shops and restaurants. Especially Starbucks. Not just one isolated Starbucks in particular... but nearly every Starbucks ever. Anywhere. They either forget to make my drink, make it wrong, or are just plain rude somehow. And they never compensate me for it. It's funny, because with my mother, if so much as a bubble of the foam on her latte is off, they get all "OMG we are soooo sorry, here we'll remake it. Take this free drink voucher, and you can keep that drink too. Just one minute!"
With me, they just get snippy. One time I was even yelled at. The barista had entirely forgotten to make my drink... several people who were ahead of me in line had theirs and were happily on their way, and when I approached to ask about mine, I got "Well you weren't watching closely enough, someone else must have taken it!" Right. Great customer service!
What I don't understand is that I'm not rude? Or mean? Or bitchy? Sure I might look a little disappointed, but it's mingled with patience and understanding! I usually apologize before I even ask my question! Is it because I'm nice that I get walked all over? Ah, well. The world may never know?
Who has good customer/customer service person stories, hmm? Anyone?
I have been watching Buffy lately again too. Season 6. I always used to watch an episode of Buffy before bed, and I used to have the most fabulous Buffy-verse dreams constantly. Some of them involving Spike in ways that Spike should always be involved. Shirtless and smirky. MmmmHmmm.
Anyway, I am having trouble shaking the raincloud that keeps following me around. I'm working on it, and today when I got home from work I just let myself crash and burn for a while. Hopefully a good night's sleep will be the ticket out of this rainy mind weather.
My rant du jour involves mostly Starbucks, and goes something like this:
I have horrible luck as a customer in coffee shops and restaurants. Especially Starbucks. Not just one isolated Starbucks in particular... but nearly every Starbucks ever. Anywhere. They either forget to make my drink, make it wrong, or are just plain rude somehow. And they never compensate me for it. It's funny, because with my mother, if so much as a bubble of the foam on her latte is off, they get all "OMG we are soooo sorry, here we'll remake it. Take this free drink voucher, and you can keep that drink too. Just one minute!"
With me, they just get snippy. One time I was even yelled at. The barista had entirely forgotten to make my drink... several people who were ahead of me in line had theirs and were happily on their way, and when I approached to ask about mine, I got "Well you weren't watching closely enough, someone else must have taken it!" Right. Great customer service!
What I don't understand is that I'm not rude? Or mean? Or bitchy? Sure I might look a little disappointed, but it's mingled with patience and understanding! I usually apologize before I even ask my question! Is it because I'm nice that I get walked all over? Ah, well. The world may never know?
Who has good customer/customer service person stories, hmm? Anyone?