I have 11 working days until christmas. and then only 3 weeks to go then i am out of the life sucking hole that is my job as a barista. i work in the capital city of new zealand, right down the road from parliament so i get every kind of government department official coming in to get their caffeine fix. they come in every day, at the same time, order the same thing and say the same things over and over and over again. some of them come in 3 times a day. no one smiles, no one has a personality or a life.
Order something different for a change you boring lifeless shits! I can’t be arsed pretending to give a rat’s anymore. i’m not going to act all sophisticated for these people in high places, i’m not your bitch, make your own shitting coffees – drink instant!! you’re not better than instant “oh i can’t stand what’s up in the office, i just had to come and get a REAL coffee” and you’re certainly not better than me, you are all really sad people who have lost your wives, your children and your lives just because you think you own the world with your pay packet and your arrogance. you depress the hell out of me to the point where it is such an effort to wake up in the morning without getting close to tears because i know i have to see all of your faces again, ordering the same coffee again, at exactly the same point of the day again, because routine is all you have.