H8: Frappuccinos
June 26, 2008This morning I wanted more than just a normal coffee, so I went to Starbucks. I work at Metro Center so there are maybe 20 locations from which to choose. On my way in, I saw a girl about my age cradling a Frappuccino, which was doused in whipped cream and chocolate sauce. Like, really. It’s 9 a.m.
Now, I worked at Starbucks at one point, for maybe about three months. Tubcat worked there for way, way longer than that. There is nothing more pain-in-the-ass for a Starbucks worker than a Frappuccino. You have to leave your regular rhythm at the espresso machine and go to the back counter, mix up everything in a blender, pour it, top it off with a bunch of crap and then put this special lid on it. Die. Especially when customers refer to it as a “Frap.”
Even though thy ARE a delicious treat akin to a milkshake, I NEVER order them. Even if I am tempted, I will only do it if there is zero line and the barista person isn’t busy. So to see anyone get one before noon makes me shake with anger. DID YOU NOT SEE THE LINE OF PEOPLE WAITING FOR THEIR FIRST DROP OF HOT, BREWED SUSTENANCE IN FRONT OF YOU? And you have the nerve to waste the workers’ time with your FRAPPUCCINO CRAVING. DIE IN A FIRE.
More H8 goes to people who order the Frappuccino Light. Ugh.
this entry just made me frap in my pants.
I strongly agree frappiccinos in the evening are fine because we often have a person who becomes dedicated to making them. I seldom make anyone a Frappiccino Light unless they are watching me.