As a barista it shouldn't vary that much. Keyword, shouldn't. I've had people fuck my drinks up and I'm a barista. I don't rage at the employee, but it makes me sad that my company can't get it's shit together.
What it sounds like though, if I'm not mistaken is you want your frappuccino to have extra coffee and a shot of espresso? Or do you want an extra shot of caramel syrup? That's the only thing that ever stumps me about people who use the term "shot". People want shots of everything, but shot usually means espresso for me, so, stump city there. Otherwise, if you want it light it should be light. We did change our light base which could throw of the expected flavor. Instead of being made with Splenda it's now made with Stevia so if you're not expecting that flavor it can be a shock.
Also, yes I do take my job that seriously. Talking recipe about a beverage to a "customer" several states away to make sure your drink is perfect actually does not bother me, no matter how psychotic it might make me seem. This is why going to college is a hard idea for me. I really, really, REALLY like my job.
Really. People just suck sometimes, but the really good people do make up for it.
And, you opened the can of worms, I don't at all MIND being told I can pass the tittie. I just get sad that I can't. I mean, here's the major issues with my breasts (this is why it needs it's own post):
I have very limited to almost no sensation in my nipples naturally. So talking to other women when I discuss a reduction they get this horrified look on their faces and say, "But what about your nipples? I can't imagine losing such an important erogenous zone."
Well, the only times they've ever been sensitive was a brief moment during puberty and during pregnancy, but my hips hurt so bad during pregnancy that they never got any sexual play. The only real memory I have of sensitive nipples and pregnancy was every bra feeling like sand paper and me wanting to cry while wearing clothes.
I even did the "exercise and lose lots of weight" to get rid of my breasts. What happened? I lost in my rib cage but was still rocking a DDD. And I have a cute butt but I feel like all the cute butt I might have is completely overshadowed by my way too big bust. And sure, some men really love it, I guess, but at the end of the day since it does absolutely nothing for me it's kind of a buzz kill for the large chest loving man.
At this point the only reason I really do like them at all is they feed my kids and that's pretty fucking rad. Otherwise, my breasts make me feel like, "What is this, I don't even?"
Well, no, I take that back. It cracks me up that my boobs spill out of Mike's giant paws. When we got back together I was like OMG IN YOUR HANDS THEY'RE LIKE A HAND FULL. He just looked at me and said no.
Derp. That "light" should have read "nonfat." My fault!
Well the frappucinos used to be one set recipe on the board, not it's another. I am for: caramel frappucino, however much coffee used to be in the old recipe (I know, that's one hell of a variable), an extra shot of espresso, nonfat no whip.
And hey, I'm constantly counseling people on how not to be assholes to strippers, so I get it. Sometimes, I'd like to go a day without dispelling the myth that I should go work in Vegas or Miami, or the myth that stripper = whore, etc... but I've pretty much appointed myself a sex-work activist, so that this point I'd still have signed up for a lifetime of customer questions if I quit dancing tomorrow. :D
Wow, your baristas suck. I know exactly what you're asking. It sounds like you don't like the light syrup and they should have a regular frappuccino base. So it should be a solo, nonfat, no whip, REGULAR BASE frappuccino.
And I can't believe people still think strippers are whores. I just, I don't even. Seriously. The only question I've never really gotten an answer to was the shoes. I can seriously barely walk in heels much less dance. It doesn't help I have alien feet. The last time I asked a former dancer she said the red lights are awesome, and that's great, but a red light will not save you from landing on your face because you're clumsy in flats. Seriously. Now I miss going to strip clubs. Good dancers are good yo'.
It's a 7 inch heel, but it's really only a 3 inch heel because of the platform.
The platform makes a huuuge difference in my stability, because it's a nice solid broad space that helps me feel where my foot is landing.
I prefer stilettos like these (about as thick as my index finger) over chunky heels, because despite my incredible clumsiness, I do understand the physical way I'm supposed to move my body to look graceful in heels, and when I'm actually doing that right, chunky heels actually get in the way.
I didn't learn to walk in heels until I started stripping, and for serious, I still can't really function in "civilian" high heels. I have one pair that doesn't feel like murder on my feet or trip me up (much). And I'm saying this as someone who used to sell handmade boots for a living and actually knows a bit about the way feet work, which means I know how to find the best shoe for my feet.
What other questions do you have?
You are fortunate to live in an area that has some of the best stripclubs in the country, as far as just eye candy. Atlanta is known for being a place where one must be exceptionally hot to get hired.
I'm going to sound like an asshole and feel free to school me on how much of an asshole I am but I actually am not a huge "hot" stripper fan. I mean, a nice looking girl is nice looking, yay, but please lady. Dance. Do something. JUSTIFY MY GIVING YOU MONEY. Otherwise, why am I here? I can go outside, find a pretty lady, and hand her a dollar for being a lady. This isn't an amuse me thing, I'm just saying. I have literally watched a stripper get on a stage and walk back and forth. No, I did not have to give her money, but I wanted to and she wasn't making it worth it. Is that a dick thing to say? Maybe. But. Psh.
And because I'm a weirdo I may totally buy a pair of shoes like that and see if I can walk in them. When I was pregnant a former dancer friend of mine let me try on a pair of her shoes but my center of balance was too weird so I was afraid of killing myself.
Well, that and the fact that you guys can talk and dance. I mean, whoa. I tried doing that one time because someone asked me a question while I was working on a burlesque routine and I stopped what I was doing and they were like, "You can't dance and talk at the same time?" I said no, not if you want me to actually answer your question.
But you basically covered shoes. I'm all over the place in these replies. Someday I will write succinct replies that make sense.
Hahaha, see as far we we're concerned, customers are there to go to VIP with. Unless you're at Magic City or one of the other "black" clubs, stage money is negligible no matter how much the dancers perform.
I work at a somewhat "urban" club that plays a lot of rock music, and I can pull around $30 for 6 songs worth of shakin it (that's an average to good take; I try to avoid moving around a whole lot, but I'm good at eye contact and flirting from across the room until they get up and bring me a few dollars). In the same amount of time doing dances, I can make $120-$240 before tips, and get far less sweaty. As a customer, I totally understand your point, and I actually wouldn't give money to a girl who was just walking back and forth, either. I've spent years working on a stage show that has me moving slowly and gracefully, sometimes just moving from one sexy pose to another, flirting from the stage with my eyes at anyone who looks my way. But I am doing *something* and I never look bored.
(Fun fact: the reason I move so slowly is because I'm still not awesome in the shoes. Customers think I'm being sensual, but really I'm making sure I don't trip or look spastic, lol.)
And I hate to say it, but as a woman, you probably exist even less to those girls. Female customers have a tendency to be a pain in the butt, either getting insanely gropey or just demanding a lot of work on stage for a buck or two. A lot of us avoid them. I take it on a case-by-case basis.
Try these: http://www.snaz75.com/pl-kiss-209.html Same type of shoe, but a little lower. They're a pretty standard "first stripper shoe." I wear the ones I showed you above (Pleaser Sky 309) now, but I switched to them a year or so in. They should fit you like they fit the girl in the picture. If they feel a bit too snug when they look like that, you have two choices. 1 - If your feet are wide, try the brand Ellies. Look for the same fit, but Ellies are a bit wider than Pleasers. 2 - If the Ellies are too big, get the Pleasers, and use a blow dryer to soften the plastic over the toes, then wait for it to cool just a little, and wear them until they cool the rest of the way. If the shoes fit you properly, they'll be far easier to walk in. I had to get Ellies last time, because I needed shoes stat and none of the stores I went to had that model of Pleasers, and my feet are fucking swimming in them and its hard to walk.
Boobs.... Wow, I got nothin. No pun intended. Other than the "Who's The Boss" style annoyance of having to find an acceptable training bra when I wanted nothing to do with anything feminine, my experience of having boobs has been fairly positive.
Yeah, I sadly have every symptom of the large chested lady. Grooves in my shoulders from ill fitting bras? Check. Bad back? Check. Deep grooves in my ribs from where my band cuts in because it's trying desperately to hold up my breasts? Check. Have a hard time finding a decent bra for under $80? Check. Zero nipple sensitivity? Check. Get told/asked constantly why having a large chest is such a big deal/shouldn't I be grateful? Check. Get objectified by the size of my chest? Check.
I mean, some days I really do love them because I have nice cleavage (seriously, big chests with bad cleavage is a sad day for everyone). They look nice in bras. I fill out well fitting shirts well. I'm just not sure if they're worth all the other issues. Worse, I know I'm not alone and there are tons of other women shoving themselves into the improper fitting bras, and it's great to hear women who can afford name brand clothes and expensive bras say, "You shouldn't have to alter your body, the clothing companies should change" but, yeah, okay.
Here's where I'll hold my breath and be uncomfortable for the rest of my life...OR I'll fix the situation.
Eventually. Mostly when I'm done with kids and I don't know when that is yet which blows. After having these two I'd love to have an army (eeee kids are so rad), but, I want these things gone and a reduction can, but it doesn't always, BUT CAN fubar the whole thing.
Eventually. Mostly when I'm done with kids and I don't know when that is yet which blows. After having these two I'd love to have an army (eeee kids are so rad), but, I want these things gone and a reduction can, but it doesn't always, BUT CAN fubar the whole thing.
Meaning a reduction before I'm done with kids can have a negative impact on my milk ducts making breast feeding impossible, or with all the body changes I have heard of a reduction basically not lasting because the breasts basically bounced back due to the baby weight/milk production.
I imagine that bouncing back would be a risk. That said, I'd be surprised to learn that breast reduction messes with the milk, at least if you go with a quality doctor. At least, I know that augmentation doesn't have to.
I've heard it's a risk, and I'm not willing to make that risk yet. Which I know is stupid. It's not like people knowing the situation would judge me for making a "selfish" choice, but I just think breastfeeding is that important and if I've waited this long, why not keep waiting. Plus I get to play the insurance game of, "Cover this."
"It's cosmetic."
"Okay, then cover my back pain and the other bullshit."
What it sounds like though, if I'm not mistaken is you want your frappuccino to have extra coffee and a shot of espresso? Or do you want an extra shot of caramel syrup? That's the only thing that ever stumps me about people who use the term "shot". People want shots of everything, but shot usually means espresso for me, so, stump city there. Otherwise, if you want it light it should be light. We did change our light base which could throw of the expected flavor. Instead of being made with Splenda it's now made with Stevia so if you're not expecting that flavor it can be a shock.
Also, yes I do take my job that seriously. Talking recipe about a beverage to a "customer" several states away to make sure your drink is perfect actually does not bother me, no matter how psychotic it might make me seem. This is why going to college is a hard idea for me. I really, really, REALLY like my job.
Really. People just suck sometimes, but the really good people do make up for it.
And, you opened the can of worms, I don't at all MIND being told I can pass the tittie. I just get sad that I can't. I mean, here's the major issues with my breasts (this is why it needs it's own post):
I have very limited to almost no sensation in my nipples naturally. So talking to other women when I discuss a reduction they get this horrified look on their faces and say, "But what about your nipples? I can't imagine losing such an important erogenous zone."
Well, the only times they've ever been sensitive was a brief moment during puberty and during pregnancy, but my hips hurt so bad during pregnancy that they never got any sexual play. The only real memory I have of sensitive nipples and pregnancy was every bra feeling like sand paper and me wanting to cry while wearing clothes.
I even did the "exercise and lose lots of weight" to get rid of my breasts. What happened? I lost in my rib cage but was still rocking a DDD. And I have a cute butt but I feel like all the cute butt I might have is completely overshadowed by my way too big bust. And sure, some men really love it, I guess, but at the end of the day since it does absolutely nothing for me it's kind of a buzz kill for the large chest loving man.
At this point the only reason I really do like them at all is they feed my kids and that's pretty fucking rad. Otherwise, my breasts make me feel like, "What is this, I don't even?"
Well, no, I take that back. It cracks me up that my boobs spill out of Mike's giant paws. When we got back together I was like OMG IN YOUR HANDS THEY'RE LIKE A HAND FULL. He just looked at me and said no.
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Well the frappucinos used to be one set recipe on the board, not it's another. I am for: caramel frappucino, however much coffee used to be in the old recipe (I know, that's one hell of a variable), an extra shot of espresso, nonfat no whip.
And hey, I'm constantly counseling people on how not to be assholes to strippers, so I get it. Sometimes, I'd like to go a day without dispelling the myth that I should go work in Vegas or Miami, or the myth that stripper = whore, etc... but I've pretty much appointed myself a sex-work activist, so that this point I'd still have signed up for a lifetime of customer questions if I quit dancing tomorrow. :D
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And I can't believe people still think strippers are whores. I just, I don't even. Seriously. The only question I've never really gotten an answer to was the shoes. I can seriously barely walk in heels much less dance. It doesn't help I have alien feet. The last time I asked a former dancer she said the red lights are awesome, and that's great, but a red light will not save you from landing on your face because you're clumsy in flats. Seriously. Now I miss going to strip clubs. Good dancers are good yo'.
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My shoes of choice:
It's a 7 inch heel, but it's really only a 3 inch heel because of the platform.
The platform makes a huuuge difference in my stability, because it's a nice solid broad space that helps me feel where my foot is landing.
I prefer stilettos like these (about as thick as my index finger) over chunky heels, because despite my incredible clumsiness, I do understand the physical way I'm supposed to move my body to look graceful in heels, and when I'm actually doing that right, chunky heels actually get in the way.
I didn't learn to walk in heels until I started stripping, and for serious, I still can't really function in "civilian" high heels. I have one pair that doesn't feel like murder on my feet or trip me up (much). And I'm saying this as someone who used to sell handmade boots for a living and actually knows a bit about the way feet work, which means I know how to find the best shoe for my feet.
What other questions do you have?
You are fortunate to live in an area that has some of the best stripclubs in the country, as far as just eye candy. Atlanta is known for being a place where one must be exceptionally hot to get hired.
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And because I'm a weirdo I may totally buy a pair of shoes like that and see if I can walk in them. When I was pregnant a former dancer friend of mine let me try on a pair of her shoes but my center of balance was too weird so I was afraid of killing myself.
Well, that and the fact that you guys can talk and dance. I mean, whoa. I tried doing that one time because someone asked me a question while I was working on a burlesque routine and I stopped what I was doing and they were like, "You can't dance and talk at the same time?" I said no, not if you want me to actually answer your question.
But you basically covered shoes. I'm all over the place in these replies. Someday I will write succinct replies that make sense.
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I work at a somewhat "urban" club that plays a lot of rock music, and I can pull around $30 for 6 songs worth of shakin it (that's an average to good take; I try to avoid moving around a whole lot, but I'm good at eye contact and flirting from across the room until they get up and bring me a few dollars). In the same amount of time doing dances, I can make $120-$240 before tips, and get far less sweaty. As a customer, I totally understand your point, and I actually wouldn't give money to a girl who was just walking back and forth, either. I've spent years working on a stage show that has me moving slowly and gracefully, sometimes just moving from one sexy pose to another, flirting from the stage with my eyes at anyone who looks my way. But I am doing *something* and I never look bored.
(Fun fact: the reason I move so slowly is because I'm still not awesome in the shoes. Customers think I'm being sensual, but really I'm making sure I don't trip or look spastic, lol.)
And I hate to say it, but as a woman, you probably exist even less to those girls. Female customers have a tendency to be a pain in the butt, either getting insanely gropey or just demanding a lot of work on stage for a buck or two. A lot of us avoid them. I take it on a case-by-case basis.
Try these: http://www.snaz75.com/pl-kiss-209.html Same type of shoe, but a little lower. They're a pretty standard "first stripper shoe." I wear the ones I showed you above (Pleaser Sky 309) now, but I switched to them a year or so in. They should fit you like they fit the girl in the picture. If they feel a bit too snug when they look like that, you have two choices. 1 - If your feet are wide, try the brand Ellies. Look for the same fit, but Ellies are a bit wider than Pleasers. 2 - If the Ellies are too big, get the Pleasers, and use a blow dryer to soften the plastic over the toes, then wait for it to cool just a little, and wear them until they cool the rest of the way. If the shoes fit you properly, they'll be far easier to walk in. I had to get Ellies last time, because I needed shoes stat and none of the stores I went to had that model of Pleasers, and my feet are fucking swimming in them and its hard to walk.
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I mean, some days I really do love them because I have nice cleavage (seriously, big chests with bad cleavage is a sad day for everyone). They look nice in bras. I fill out well fitting shirts well. I'm just not sure if they're worth all the other issues. Worse, I know I'm not alone and there are tons of other women shoving themselves into the improper fitting bras, and it's great to hear women who can afford name brand clothes and expensive bras say, "You shouldn't have to alter your body, the clothing companies should change" but, yeah, okay.
Here's where I'll hold my breath and be uncomfortable for the rest of my life...OR I'll fix the situation.
Eventually. Mostly when I'm done with kids and I don't know when that is yet which blows. After having these two I'd love to have an army (eeee kids are so rad), but, I want these things gone and a reduction can, but it doesn't always, BUT CAN fubar the whole thing.
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Meaning a reduction before I'm done with kids can have a negative impact on my milk ducts making breast feeding impossible, or with all the body changes I have heard of a reduction basically not lasting because the breasts basically bounced back due to the baby weight/milk production.
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"It's cosmetic."
"Okay, then cover my back pain and the other bullshit."
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