Starbucks
Atlantic City, NJ
A little scenario that my friend Brittany personally witnessed, in case their are any doubts.
We open on a Starbucks in Atlantic City. I have just given my coffee order to the barista. Brittany stands behind me.
Barista #1: Name please
Me: Cara
Barista #1: Great Tara, can I also interest you in a scone?
Me: [groan] No thanks
Brittany giggles.
I hand Barista #1 my credit card. She looks at the name on it. She's confused, but then decides she is still going to go with her gut. I admire her commitment.
Barista #1: Tara, can you please sign here?
Barista #1 then turns to BARISTA #2. Barista #2 has the cup in hand, ready to write, eager for instruction.
Barista #1: That's one grande non-fat pumpkin spice latte no whip for Tara!
Barista #2 writes out the cup. I sign my receipt. Brittany continues to laugh awkwardly.
THIS IS WHAT I ENDED UP WITH:
None of those are my name.
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