Before and in between semesters of college, I worked in the cafe of the local Barnes and Noble. I loved my co-workers for the most part (there was one person in the store I couldn't stand for some reason), but the customers were generally awful. The Cafes serve Starbucks products, but are only a vendor, so they can't take gift cards/have every drink. Take that, plus the average Starbucks customer with their inflated sense of self-worth, and the fact that it's one of the nations busiest vacation spots in the summer, and I died a little each time I clocked in.
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