...had to fire my barista today. That makes me really sad.
Partly because I did like her alot. Partly because she fit in with the rest of my staff.
But mostly because I will be THE barista for the next 10 days until they find someone to replace her.
Not my idea of fun. Unless Bailey's is involved. :)
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Get me a coffee wench and make it snappy! (I love that word, wench). I may now use it repeatedly when speaking to you. I assume you are wearing one of those peasant barmaid type outfits and acting all wench-like while slapping mens hands away from your heaving bossum while you slave over hot coffee. Sounds exciting.
I love it when you call me wench.
I feel that I have fallen along ways from the hot bar wench to coffee wench, though.
Thank you also for calling my bosom heaving. I thought it was meager, but now I am revering it in a whole new view.
:)
One Americano on the way!
...in addition, I have fallen a long way - NOT along ways as previously indicated. Sheesh.
silly wench, coffee wenches are the NEW hot bar wenches. you're just before your time.
and put those heaving bosoms away before you poke someones eye out.
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