Starbucks was slow today, so instead of annoying people harassing us, I got to hear about all the incompetent people that work with me!
This requires a little background, but trust me, it's worth it. We have two refrigerators at Starbucks: one right under the (espresso) bar and one in the back. We keep the one under the bar stocked with milk. It's split in half, and we usually have 12 gallons of skim on one side, 12 gallons of whole on the other, plus 2 cartons of half and half. Now, Jenn, my shift, was training the new guy and decided that stocking the fridge would be easy enough. She tells him, "Stock the fridge." And he doesn't understand. So she clarifies. "12 skim and 12 whole. Half and half." Meaning that one half of the fridge will have skim and the other will have whole. Instead of doing this, he stocks the entire fridge with half and half! Jenn discovers this and explains again. So he stocks it with one skim and one whole (which we'd go through in about five minutes). Now Jenn is exasperated. She goes and gets the milks herself, throws them in front of the fridge, and tells him to stock them. He mixes them up so that the skim and the whole are on the same half. She finally does the whole thing and explains it to him.
The next day, she asks him to stock milks. She checks. What does she see? One gallon of skim, one gallon of whole.
We also have this woman who, for some reason, hit another shift on the head with the thing that dispenses dishwasher soap. From about 10 feet. She apologized and then cackled hysterically.
These two people are opening with my shift tomorrow. I feel her pain.
On a totally unrelated note, Shaft is an utterly crappy movie. It has a lovely *sarcastic voice* ending that negates the entire purpose of the film. If there was one to start with.
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