5 Things You're Doing That Are Making Your Barista Hate You

5 Things You're Doing That Are Making Your Barista Hate You

And you probably don't even realize you're doing them.


It's not secret that a morning Starbucks run is pretty much an integral part of daily life these days. Most of us can't function without our grande skinny vanilla latte or the occasional treat like an iced lemon pound cake. But in the craziness of waiting in line and trying to pull up your reward for before the person in front of you finishes ordering, sometimes we all unintentionally make other people's jobs a little harder. Here are five ways you might be driving your barista crazy.

1. Arguing over surcharges.

Let's get one thing straight: Starbucks is expensive. There's no way around it. While it's frustrating, arguing over a couple extra cents for a drink modification is helping nobody, and when you say "well they never charge me at the other Starbucks," you are most definitely going to be the butt of a joke as soon as you're gone. Baristas are required to charge you, even if they don't want to because they can get in trouble if they don't. At most Starbucks, they literally can't put your order in without adding the surcharges, because the orders are done through the computer.

To make things a bit easier in the future, let me clear things up. One shot of espresso is 80 cents more. Substituting almond milk, soy milk, or coconut milk is 60 cents more (unless it's in an iced coffee, then there's no charge). Adding extra pumps of syrup is 50 cents more. One extra pump is usually not enough to constitute a surcharge, but other baristas may do it differently. Like I said, surcharges suck. But you know what else sucks? Being yelled at over 60 cents when you're just trying to get through an eight-hour shift.

2. Assuming we know what you're talking about when you order off the "secret menu."

First of all, there is no secret menu. When you work at Starbucks, you are never trained in a "secret menu." It's just various recipes that people have come up with and posted on the internet. That doesn't mean there's anything wrong with secret menu drinks. A lot of times, they can actually be really fun to make or even try out! But if you try to order a secret menu drink without bringing us a recipe or just assuming we know what it is, that's a problem.

Another thing to keep in mind is that we may have to charge you extra, depending on what's in the drink. We're not trying to punish you. It's just that because these drinks don't exist in the register, we have to use our judgment to decide what the right price is. This is by no means an attempt to discourage you from ordering secret menu drinks. All we ask is that you bring a recipe!

3. Ordering waters at the handoff station.

At the Starbucks where I work, lots of people come up just to order waters because we give them out for free no matter the size. However, sometimes people order at the handoff station rather than the register which can be problematic. See, if there are already drinks that need to be made, or there's a line of customers, ordering at the handoff station can mess up the order of drinks. Plus, it's not fair to customers who are waiting on drinks that they paid for.

Of course, most people don't mean anything bad by this, but when customers do this, I still have to put their drinks at the end of the line. If they already have a paid-for drink that they're waiting for, this can double their waiting time. In the end, it's just simpler and more convenient for everyone, the customer included, to order waters at the register.

4. Getting angry over misspelled names.

This is a tricky one. I always make an effort to spell people's names correctly, because otherwise, it can lead to difficulties identifying whose drink is whose. If somebody has a foreign or unusual name, I almost always ask for the spelling. But, if it's extremely busy, I may cut corners just to quicken things up. For example, if your name is Ashley, but you spell it "Ashleigh," I'm probably just going to spell it the easiest way so that I can quickly help the next customer. It's not a slight against you, but it's just a necessity in order to keep the line moving. Also, all of these cups are going to be thrown away as soon as you're finished with them anyway, so we're generally not too concerned with our handwriting or our spelling, so long as you still know it's your drink. If you do want your name spelled correctly, just immediately spell it out for us!

5. Coming in right before close and expecting us to be fully stocked (or still serve you after hours)

At the Starbucks where I work, the rush always comes right before we're closing. It sucks. It usually dies down maybe 10 minutes before, but not always. It makes sense, because my Starbucks is located on a college campus, and we close right after classes tend to let out. That being said, sometimes we get the occasional customer who comes in two minutes before close and expects us to have everything ready and available for them. Unfortunately, this might not always be the case. Our espresso machines might be shut down and our coffees and teas might be thrown out already. This isn't to deprive people, but if it's three minutes before close and it doesn't look like any more customers are going to show up, it just makes things easier.

Now, if it's 9:58 p.m. and you come into a Starbucks looking for a drink, you have to accept that they might not be able to serve you. In the end, baristas also have had a long day at work, and they also want to go home. Also, the hours of the store are almost always posted outside, so there's no reason not to know when the store is closing. While most customers don't have bad intentions, to some, it can come off as rude if you come in right before close. Obviously, we understand if you need a late pick-me-up before you go into your night shift, or maybe you just want to treat yourself, but please understand that we just might not have everything as opposed to if you had come in earlier.

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9 Things All Mexican Food Addicts Know All Too Well

Don't come between me and my Mexican food.

In the city I grew up in, there is a Mexican restaurant just about every five miles. They are the after school hangouts and first date go-to's for most of the kids here, especially the high school girls.

I know the servers at my favorite one know my order almost every time I go in there (at least once a week). However, a lot of people apparently get tired of eating Mexican food about twice a week... but I sure don't. If you are a Mexican food addict like me, I am sure you know at least a few of these yourself.

1. Cheese dip tastes like heaven and you have to have it.

That amazing creamy white cheese dip put on a perfectly salted chip is enough to make your day better. Forget the actual food---we'd be content living off of cheese dip and chips for the rest of our lives. Our restaurant trip is not complete without an order of it and if you are lucky enough to get your favorite waiter, maybe even get a large bowl for the night.

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2. You never have to look at the menu.

We know when we decide to go what we are having and it is probably the exact same plate we order each time. I am sure the servers laugh after I order some days because there is only three things I rotate between. My burrito is always my go-to, unless I am feeling fancy.

3. Some of the servers know who you are when you walk in the door.

Either by first name or by order they know us. You are the ones that they tell to pick your own seat and already have your drink order placed by the time you sit down.

4. Your boyfriend/ girlfriend puts you on Mexican restaurant restriction on date night.

You drag them there so much, they get tired of eating there. So much so, they flat out say no when you ask to go there on date night. I mean, how does someone get tired of Mexican food to begin with though?

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5. You can hum some of the songs that come on.

We may not know what they are saying in the song, but we know the song---trust us. We are in there so much we remember them. Don't ask any questions when we start humming.

6. You "have" a parking spot.

Do not park in my parking spot that is not actually my parking spot, but is my parking spot. Got it? Just do not do it. That starts my meal bad when you take my normal spot.

7. You used to hangout there all the time after school.

It was the hangout spot. Forget the nasty school lunch--- everyone goes to eat Mexican after school. It's the cool thing to do and it started your addiction.

8. You always want to introduce new people to your favorite restaurant.

Oh, you aced that exam? Let's go eat at this amazing Mexican restaurant I love! We always want to find people to go there to eat with so we always introduce new people to it.

9. People always pick on you about your addiction.

Yes, I love Mexican food. Go ahead and tag me in all the memes on Facebook about tacos. As long as I have my Mexican food, I am fine with that.

All in all, we LOVE our Mexican food and our go-to restaurants--- so here is your warning. Don't come between me and my Mexican food.

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Dans le noir? Made Me Appreciate My Poor Eyesight

I have found an incredible new appreciation for my eyesight and my ability to see unclearly.


I am someone who has pretty much always suffered from very poor eyesight; I am nearsighted, which simply means I can only clearly see what's right in front of me. I can't clearly see what's near me, definitely not what is far from me, but only something a few inches away from my face; a few inches too far, and that something becomes blurry. As a kid my friends use to ask, "so what does that mean, you can't see me across the room?" Well, the answer is I can see your colors, I can see your presence, but I cannot make out your features; to me, you are just a blob, a fuzzy, blurry blob. However, what else that means is that even though I can't see clearly, I can still see. My eyes still work, just not at their best capacity, but the incredible thing about our innovative and ambitious society is that we have a means to fix poor eyesight: glasses, contacts, and laser eye surgery. What our society does not have is a way to fix complete blindness. After eating in Dans le noir? (which translates to 'In the dark?'), a restaurant where one eats in complete darkness served by waiters who are completely blind, I have found an incredible new appreciation for my eyesight and my ability to see unclearly.

In order to see, I wear contacts and occasionally glasses, but in Dans le noir? those means to see were of no help. This restaurant is one with a completely blind server staff working in complete darkness. The restaurant asks you to lock all of your belongings in the lockers provided as no phones or sources of light are allowed inside the dining area. When I arrived with my cousin and sister we were greeted by a hostess who sat us down and explained the menu and it's options; each of the four menu choices (chef's choice, seafood, meat, and vegetarian) were a surprise menu that could consist of exotic meats and you would choose the number of courses desired, as well as, your drinks for the evening. After ordering, the hostess brought us down a dimly lit hallway to a curtain where we met our server, Courtney. Courtney then told each of us to put our right hand on the right shoulder of the person in front of us, with her leading. She explained that we would enter through two sets of curtains before entering the dining room area, referred to as the Darkroom, and that it would get dark immediately.

Honestly, I'm not sure why I thought I would see a sliver of light or a hallway lit for easy access, but none of those things existed in the Darkroom. Inside we were brought to our table where Courtney carefully sat eat of us in our chairs and explained where our water glass and jug were located: straight forward from our left hand. She also explained that the customers are encouraged to pour the water themselves, a thought my family and I found humorous and slightly challenging. In a room with a complete absence of light, one must obviously use their other senses in order to function. Throughout the dinner I found using my fork and knife to be almost useless and too challenging, which meant I used my hands to eat a meal that otherwise would never have been eaten in the way it had. My cousin and sister mentioned feeling some anxiety at the start of the meal; my sister commented that having her eyes open, and being unable to see anything at all, even the hand basically touching her face, was almost too much to handle at first. Courtney then would bring us our courses; I had chosen the Chef's Choice which meant my meal could consist of a variety of seafood, exotic meats, and vegetables. I remember smelling my food and feeling it with my hands, I can't describe my first course much better than that it was slimy, probably some kind of seafood, and savory. Each meal following was different and each description was one tied to how it felt, smelled, and tasted. Some dishes I loved and others weren't my favorite, but all were enjoyable in this disorienting room which forced each of us to adapt to the environment we found ourselves in order to eat.

Eating in the complete and utter darkness is an opportunity I never thought I would have the chance to experience, but it was one with a lasting impression. I have never been more grateful for my poor eyesight. This experience was one I would happily do again, and recommend to anyone interested, but it is not one that I would like to live. Having to remember where you placed your water, trying to figure out what foods were tasted, and the sensation of one's eyes being open yet seeing nothing was one that truly made me appreciate my ability to see. This beautiful, complex world in which we live with all of its colors, incredible views, and unique places are one that I feel many seeing people take for granted as it is perceived completely differently from someone who is blind. They will never truly understand your favorite color. Your favorite poster, view, or flower is one they will never be able to see. A room is defined by its space and size, a view by its sounds, and a flower by its smell. These experiences and moments shared between seeing and blind people might be similar, but the perception is drastically different. This single dinner opened my eyes to how blessed I am for the poor eyesight, an inconvenience that I have often compared to as being "basically blind without contacts" when in reality I am not blind at all. This observation and reflection has changed my view on my simple comparison. This dinner has shown me how I must appreciate what I have, even if what I have is poor eyesight because some people don't even have that, and to ignorantly comment about someone else's disabilities is not okay. I am extremely grateful for this experience and the understanding and humility I have received from it, as well as, the wonderful meal I was able to enjoy with my family.

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