Just joining the trend, not a big deal
Inspired by [x]
I don’t think writers realize that “strong female character” means “well written female character” and not “female character who punches stuff and shoots stuff”
Harry potter and the sorceror’s sass
The chamber of sassiness
The prisoner of sasskaban
The goblet of sass
The sass blood prince
The sassy hallows
The sassiest boy who lived…..
This is a great movie.
What I want to say EVERY SINGLE TIME.
Baristas are paid minimum wage to follow their company’s policies. That includes using whatever terms their company decides on for branding purposes. If you want a frappuccino instead of a frappe, a large instead of a venti, or whatever other thing you wanna call your drink, that’s fine. Your barista? They are paid shitty wages and work shitty hours and have to deal with hundreds of people telling them medium instead of grande, or large instead of venti (which refers to the fact that it is, actually, 20 oz of liquid, meaning you’re being a jackass for no reason).
Your barista isn’t stupid. They know what a fucking ‘large’ is and they know their store’s branding and slang sounds dumb to a lot of people. So how about, instead of being an asshole to a minimum wage worker, you consider why you keep buying $6 coffees instead of making that shit at home.
I’ll say that one more time.
Your barista is not stupid.
They know what a large is, what a medium is, and what a small is.
They also know they can be fired for not toeing the company line. And they can be fired for not standing there and taking the abuse you’re spewing at them.
They are being paid to not fight back. They are being paid to stand there all day and translate medium to grande and venti and large and regular and all while you bitch about the specific words you “have” to use. They are being paid to be welcoming and friendly and nice to you while you call them stupid.
Bitch, I know baristas with Ph.Ds, okay? Back the fuck off.
This. We are also taught to clarify the customer’s order according to our company’s wording, as evidenced in the gif set. I worked at Starbucks for 3 years and daily I would encounter someone asking for a small, medium or large and I always had to say, “so, you want a tall caramel macchiato?” It’s not hard to say yes or no, especially once the barista picks up the cup and you know that’s the size you want.
We are pretty flexible at McDonald’s. Like I don’t care if you order a frappe or a Frappuccino. I know what you meant. Now espresso drinks sometimes take a bit more clarification but still are easily ordered.
Anyway, yeah. Don’t be an asshole and it’s okay to ask questions.
bless the person who said baristas aren’t stupid
You don’t know true frustration until you’ve dug several times through a pile of black clothing, in order to find a SPECIFIC article of black clothing.
#are they leggings are they cardigans where is my tank top#oH HERE IT IS no this is a bra. i forgot i had this! where is my tank top#yoga pants black jeans black sweatshirt pencil skirt cardigan cardigan cardigan WHERE IS MY TANK TOP x
The Killer’s Mr. Brightside entirely in strings.
I find myself singing this song a lot. I sing it in the car, I sing it in the shower, and now I can sing it to string quartet.
Thank you Tumblr, there are certainly times you never fail to make me smile by helping me discover beautiful things.
I love this song.
Do you ever feel people staring at you and you like forget how to walk