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So I get to work today and find that I'm in a really good mood. I don't know why, but I'm certainly not complaining. But before too long my cynical self actually wonders, "what's going to screw it up?" And sure enough...about five minutes later, in walks Gary. Who is Gary, you might ask? Gary is the deli's field merchandiser. Now, you must understand, my Starbucks is a licensed store (kiosk) inside a Tom Thumb. Now, according to some of the Tom Thumb higher-ups, Starbucks falls under food service and therefore under the care of some of the deli higher-ups. Bullshit, but whatever. Now, back to Gary. Gary knows just enough about Starbucks to not just believe everything you tell him (which works with others, it's great!) and believe he has the right to stick his nose in my business.
So, I see Gary, cringe, and hope he heads straight for the deli. Our store is being remodeled and they recently finished the deli, so he's been around a lot, but he's pretty much stayed in the deli, which is how I like things. Of course, he heads straight for the kiosk. Crap. Double crap.
He begins by testing our sanitizer (fine, that's checked on our sanitation audit, and our audits affect deli's scores, which affect his bonus, so I can deal with this). Then he begins roaming the kiosk going "where else do we have sanitizer?" and checking the spray bottles, etc. Annoying, but I can still deal with this. Now, four or five customers randomly appear (seriously, it was like *poof* customers) so my barista and I are dealing with them. Gary finishes with the spray bottles and actually gets in my way at the espresso bar to test the sanitizer in which the steam wand rag is soaking. I do my best to ignore him, other than a pointed glare, as I don't want to get into it in front of customers. I continue conversing with said customers and Gary gets in my way again to look at god knows what. I glare again and he backs off. Thank god. And proceeds to start asking me questions, interrupting my conversation with a customer (!!)
Gary: Shouldn't you have another sanitizer bucket under the espresso machine?
Me: Nope, we got rid of that about six months ago. We use the sanitizer spray bottles and Go Rags to clean the counters now.
Gary: Oh.
Me: *Goes back to conversation*
Gary: You don't have a second rag for when you've used whole milk or nonfat milk?
Me: *tries desperately not to roll eyes/scream/beat Gary with...whatever I can get my hands on* Nope. Different pitchers, same rag.
Gary: Oh.
Me: *waits for the next question, gives up hope of finishing conversation with customer. Finishes and hands off drink. Gets a sympathetic look from departing customer, who seems glad to be escaping. Wishes to escape with customer*
Gary: What about if you use soy?
Me: Nope. Different pitchers, still the same rag.
Gary: Oh. Ok.
So he finally gives up and wanders back over to the deli, where he should have been all along.... Gah, I hate that man!!! I must bitch about him a lot because I walked into our Assistant Store Director's office, said "I hate that man" and she knew who I was talking about without having to ask. But she's awesome like that.
But really, it didn't totally kill my good mood. One of my baristas came in early and got me laughing so hard I was literally crying, so things were good again after that.
The end.
So, I see Gary, cringe, and hope he heads straight for the deli. Our store is being remodeled and they recently finished the deli, so he's been around a lot, but he's pretty much stayed in the deli, which is how I like things. Of course, he heads straight for the kiosk. Crap. Double crap.
He begins by testing our sanitizer (fine, that's checked on our sanitation audit, and our audits affect deli's scores, which affect his bonus, so I can deal with this). Then he begins roaming the kiosk going "where else do we have sanitizer?" and checking the spray bottles, etc. Annoying, but I can still deal with this. Now, four or five customers randomly appear (seriously, it was like *poof* customers) so my barista and I are dealing with them. Gary finishes with the spray bottles and actually gets in my way at the espresso bar to test the sanitizer in which the steam wand rag is soaking. I do my best to ignore him, other than a pointed glare, as I don't want to get into it in front of customers. I continue conversing with said customers and Gary gets in my way again to look at god knows what. I glare again and he backs off. Thank god. And proceeds to start asking me questions, interrupting my conversation with a customer (!!)
Gary: Shouldn't you have another sanitizer bucket under the espresso machine?
Me: Nope, we got rid of that about six months ago. We use the sanitizer spray bottles and Go Rags to clean the counters now.
Gary: Oh.
Me: *Goes back to conversation*
Gary: You don't have a second rag for when you've used whole milk or nonfat milk?
Me: *tries desperately not to roll eyes/scream/beat Gary with...whatever I can get my hands on* Nope. Different pitchers, same rag.
Gary: Oh.
Me: *waits for the next question, gives up hope of finishing conversation with customer. Finishes and hands off drink. Gets a sympathetic look from departing customer, who seems glad to be escaping. Wishes to escape with customer*
Gary: What about if you use soy?
Me: Nope. Different pitchers, still the same rag.
Gary: Oh. Ok.
So he finally gives up and wanders back over to the deli, where he should have been all along.... Gah, I hate that man!!! I must bitch about him a lot because I walked into our Assistant Store Director's office, said "I hate that man" and she knew who I was talking about without having to ask. But she's awesome like that.
But really, it didn't totally kill my good mood. One of my baristas came in early and got me laughing so hard I was literally crying, so things were good again after that.
The end.