I’m visiting my parents, and my mom makes a joke about a piece of furniture she’ll inherit, saying it’ll be solely hers. When she put down the phone, she cleared her throat, timidly approached the counter, and asked me if we were hiring. She called her father to get it turned on again and that conversation did not go well I could hear him yelling clearly on my side. She continued to order until she triggered the card security, and the bank shut the card off. You’re buying so much.”Ĭustomer: “Don’t worry it’s Dad’s card. Me: “Ma’am, you’re about to run into $80.”įriend: “, if you don’t like coffee, that’s fine. On about her twentieth order, I stop her as I have been keeping a running tab of the charges on my calculator. (She is telling them they have been sampled, but this is pre- so not a lot of them care.) Her friends go from finding this hilarious to finding it concerning as their small table starts to pile with drinks.Įventually, she has gone through about fifteen menu items like this, one of her friends is literally running back and forth between the table and finding random people on the street to give these drinks to.
She orders drink after drink after drink, going down our menu and politely declining my recommendation to get smaller sizes. She orders another drink, once again opting for the largest size, and when it comes out, this process repeats.
I ask her if something was wrong, but she politely says no, explaining that this was one of her first run-ins with coffee and that she had expected the drink to “taste like thick Christmas,” which I do not understand, especially being that it is summer so all of our minty drinks have cycled out. When all the drinks come out, she tries it, looks disgusted, and puts it down before coming back to the counter.
She nods and orders something that she thinks she might like. When the main girl comes up to the counter, it is clear this is her first time at one of our locations, so I talk her through everything and take her through what each item is. One day, during the summer, a young woman walks in with her friends.Įach friend orders and pays for a really specific drink. You can alternatively stand in a flea market with your ebay open on your phone while ordering expensive shit from grubhub to seal the experience.I work at as a part-timer while attending college. Until they have a way of screening shit tier flea market stuff there's no reason for me. Honestly I'm not sure how many people go to buy comics you go there to meet industry level people from the business and to mingle with your fellow peers. Since it's such a small comic expo a lot of the people selling comics can get pretty upset if you don't buy shit. Even the speakers I remember some super nerd stuttering and then immediately getting put down, some girl, it was a really weird experience. Not to mention a lot of the people there are fairly rude. You can pretty much get the same experience by sitting in a comic store during a live signing while having Ebay open on your phone.
Nothing industry leading or exciting by even a little. It's nothing more than a large flea market with some guess speakers who you pay to get sigs.
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