SLAVEBUCKS\ STARFUCKERS | 5 jobs in one all for the price of minimum wage!

12/23/08

Slavebucks/Starfuckers Aftermath |

After I left I got a call to sign a resignation paper. Haha guess I should've asked to fill one of those out before I left. Now I gotta take another trip in the snow to go there.

 

The next day I got a call from one of my coworkers who actually didn't act catty. She sounded angry and infuriated that I quit just because I was getting "made fun of." I guess the story going around there sounds childish but I really could give a flying shit if someone makes fun of me. What I didn't like was the ridicule for not knowing shit I was supposed to be taught. And really I just wanted to be the mature person out of this fucking situation. I left.

 

Sure I could've told someone about how I was getting treated, but pretty much all the girls there acted immature. I wasn't going to put up with that because I know that if I did say anything about the harassment I was getting and if I did get any of the girls in trouble things would eventually go back to how they were and the girls would still huddle in their circles talking shit. Asking them to change is like asking me to change and stoop low enough to talk shit in circles five steps away from someone in a lower tone.

I know how some girls are when they think that they have such an important job that they don't want anyone else interfering with it. At my last job I was working with a woman where a higher up could give her a piece of flying shit in a brown bag and tell her to guard it. She'd guard that piece of shit with her life and would do anything to make sure no one else has that "important task" but her and she'd insult the flying shit out of me to make sure I don't ever cross my boundaries when it comes to guarding that piece of rotten shit surrounded by flies picking at it.

 

Not only that she'd reassure me that I'm not and never will be as important as her because SHE has the important task of guarding shit in a brown paper bag, not me. Basically you could be a man and give a woman an unimportant job and they'd think that their job is as important as keeping watch of a gate so enemies don't come in. Just as that girl who thought she was Chief Master Sergeant of the Air Force because she was good at making coffee. I could be a dick as far as graphic design goes but I would never stoop to that level. Apparently I found out everyone has a problem with that girl.

I was then asked why I didn't say anything about it. I had reason not to say anything about the harassment there. Everyone was pretty much friends with each other and if I the new girl said some new revelations about the people they've known for a while that would be odd because girls do have this fake way of acting different around others. The only person I could talk to was a new girl who was getting treated just as badly as me. And I was getting treated like shit with everyone on the floor present and no one said a damn thing - of course I felt helpless. And I know how women can do bad shit but then switch around things to make themselves look like they're the victim.

Thinking back on it I was only there for less than two work weeks so it must have been odd to just have a partner bail out on the team out of nowhere.

 

I thought my partners noticed how badly I was being treated but apparently not. At some point or time the majority of them have insulted me in a way that I just felt useless. There's so many reasons why I left Starbucks. I did leave without a sign or notice but basically putting me in a room of catty girls was kind of like leaving a man there. Most men, not unless they're fucking pansies, wouldn't be low enough to talk shit about someone in a low tone five steps away from them. We'd address the person and tell them they're a fucking idiot. I'm passive but that's only because I can say the most brutal shit if I have my buttons pushed. I only put one girl in her place there when she was complaining about how bad I was doing. It was just irritating going to work each day like it was some kind of battlefield over stupid shit. I am fucking witty and I can make people shut up - but I know that my witty remarks can be so crude that oh no I'd probably get told on. Fuck that.

- The main reason why I left prematurely was the partners I was working with. So fucking catty and gossipy. I'm not into that shit and never have been. Here's a great quote on how I feel about that situation:

Great minds discuss ideas; Average minds discuss events; Small minds discuss people.

I always believe that its better to be talked about than talk about. Hey negative or not at least I'm getting noticed. Must suck to just be on the sidelines and never have spotlight.

And putting me in a setting like that was like putting Motoko Kusanagi or Integral Hellsing to work with a bunch of high school kids. I'm not going to bother feeding into it. Growing up I wasn't raised to be a bitch like that. That makes me recall the last group of girl friends I had (to know how long ago that was - that was fucking 3rd grade) and I think we all secretly hated each other and found someone to single out. When it came to my turn I didn't try coming back to them and tried begging to be their friends. I just said "fuck this" and turned my back on it. That led one of the people who had power over all the other lemmings so she could play this little game of "single a so called friend out" to respect me for always being better than succumbing to that bullshit.

I don't know. When I had problems they always seemed much more important than that. When i was a kid I got in fist fights, not bitch fights. My mentality was so masculine from the time I was little that people often spread rumors around that I was a man. Things are probably different when you're a girl and have been treated like a spoiled princess since you were a kid. I was pretty much treated like dirt like a guy. If I wanted something I had to work for it instead of squeeze my tits together and bat my eyelashes.

Now back to those girls as far as cattiness goes - there was so much stupid shit going on. I had a problem like that with a woman at one of my former jobs and it was an easy case to get rid of once others found out she was mental. At Starbucks pretty much all the girls gained up on one another and shit talked even if they weren't huddled in their circles talking about me. Its one thing to see the partners talk shit like that, but its another when a supervisor decides to jump in the gossiping game. At my last job when we wanted to talk shit about others we did while looking straight into their face not behind their back.

- Then there was the whole five jobs in one all for the price of minimum wage. I had it better than others but still - that sucks. No one ever told me that I had to be a barista, cashier, hostess, janitor, & dishpig all in one. WTF. BECAUSE we had to do everything on our own closing shift sucked. We were always undermanned and it took us FOREVER to close.

And for anyone that thinks I'm whining try greeting a customer while starting up a conversation with them, get their money, realize a cold drink has to be made, but whoops there's a spill in the lobby and oh fuck we ran out of clean pots for the drinks.

- No Training. That seems to be something that's prevalent with most Starbucks. They don't fucking train the new hires. They expect them to put on that fucking green apron and magically know all the recipes and run the facility. If you're new and don't know how to run it on your first day you're treated like an idiot. And I guess you're considered a veteran by your ninth day even though no one still hasn't teached you anything.

- Availability The availability that was required of you to work at Starbucks is fucking ridiculous. I haven't gotten my paycheck yet because its too hazardous to drive on the streets right now full of ice. Didn't fucking matter with Starbucks - I had to be at work on time risking my life so I could serve a cup of fucking coffee to idiots that think they're high classed by buying overpriced shit coffee.

At my last job the schedule was already planned out for a month. At Starbucks it was only planned out for the week and there was no consistent schedule. Sometimes i'd be working morning or nights, it was never steady.

I guess I wouldn't mind those kind of demands, or at least they'd be a little more tolerable if I were getting paid 30-50 bucks an hour perhaps...but no $9.23 when on top of that I didn't even have benefits nor could I get free drinks or discounts.

I've bitched enough about how bad working there was. I did have some amusing customers though they were nowhere near as bad or amusing as my last job's customers.

Bad Customers

- There was an old man that stopped by and yelled at all of us baristas because he wanted a drink but didn't know the name of it. It was absolutely amusing to see an old guy bitch at us saying shit like

"I HAD THIS DRINK AND IT WAS CHOCOLATELY. DOES ANYONE KNOW THE NAME OF IT?"

There's a lot of drinks on the menu that have chocolate so uh... after much bitching and getting customers raising their eyebrows wondering what the argument was about (he even insulted our intelligence and asked if anyone in the whole damn counter knows how to make his drink) we eventually found out he wanted a Java Chip Frappucino.

- There's plenty of those customers that come up to us acting like they're high classed just because they can say they want a Venti decaf quad shot 2 pump hazlenut 2 pump sugar free vanilla 2 pump toffee nut nonfat milk no foam no whip Latte as fast as they can and they get angry when we can't jot that down as fast as we can.

- This one lady asked to buy a bottle of water. I charged her for it and gave her change back. She just stood there looking at me confused like I was supposed to get her something. I then realize she was waiting for me to jump flip across the counter and hand her the water bottle that was right next to her. Jesus christ bitch, I know you're Asian and you're used to being treated like a queen by stupid white guys that think you're unique but for fuck's sake just pick up that fucking water bottle and walk off.

- Oh of course there's the people that come talking on their cell phones. Now I could understand talking on your cellphone if there's a long line. But I'd be thinking any reasonable person would KNOW not to go up to the counter and continue to carry on that fucking conversation. And why WAIT till you get up to the fucking counter to ask what your wife wants?

- Well there were times that I forgot that I had to be a perky cheerleader type for the job (I guess I wouldn't have much of a problem with that since I'm getting paid to act that way but it sucks when you know of the drama going on behind the counter) and I got a guy who was a regular from my old job tell me "SMILE! YOU'RE A STARBUCKS GIRL!"

...I just thought "FUCK! And it sure isn't worth the fucking labor to be one either!"

- Man I hate seeing those girls with all that fucking makeup and their coach purses pulling out their coach wallets that think they're highclassed because they're buying expensive bullshit coffee. Prior to me working at Starbucks I only got the frappucinos since they do taste pretty good...though they sure aren't worth the price that you pay for them.

Its just amusing to see people all dressed up fancy with nice nails coming up to fucking Starbucks like they're high classed when all Starbucks is is the coffee McDonalds. Starbucks is only different because they try to be high classed. Like Manchu Wok has more expensive shit than we do - why don't the Starbucks shoppers who like to throw around their money shop there then?

- Our holiday merchandise was 20% off and this active duty military woman wanted to buy this plush reindeer because one of my coworkers said it was 2 dollars. She didn't mean that literally, she was just describing how cheap it was. When I rung it up it rang up to about 4 dollars with the discount. She got so infuriated that it wasn't 2 dollars that I thought she was joking. I put it in a bag anyway since the woman was like a fucking Tech Sargent. How is four dollars going to kill her wallet? I asked if she wanted a refund but then she got dramatic and said it was too late. If you got enough money to buy fucking five dollar coffee you got enough to spare four bucks for a fucking toy dammit, especially considering how high ranking she was. If she was only an Airman I'd probably be a little more understanding and probably would've let her walk off with it only being 2 dollars.

- I guess another amusing thing is that I found some regulars from my last job were also regulars at Starbucks. I was wondering why I've seen these people for like two years and they made no progress at all. They always went to Starbucks before working out.

By Pinky Bento: September 11, 2010

Pinky Bento of Strawberry Queendom.

She's a Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah mothafucka.

Pinky Bento is the cupcake queen of Strawberry Queendom located south of Mango Fruit Dessert Peaks, 3 o clock right of Cherry Field Islands. Which is near Grape fruit Fountain but a little bit westward of Fuzzy MilkShake Grove.

She's possibly the most experienced & talented mothafucka but unfortunately Ms. Pinky is busy at the moment trying to maintain stability within the Queendom after suffering through two droughts in a row at the hands of the dastardly evil Kirby & his accomplice Chris Brown.