barista bitching

I've had a fair amount of cafe time recently as there have been lots of miscellaneous writing tasks at work lately- by the way I can ghostwrite a staggering recommendation letter if anyone's interested. So anyways, this morning I'm at a new place that just opened up on Broadway called City Brew, yet another souless chain albeit one with free wireless and parking.

A couple minutes ago an 'extremelyloudlagunbeachhighlightsorangygirl' or ELLBHOG walked in and ordered a Venti latte. Woe to the ellbhog as she didn't peruse the drinks board before speaking in order to realize that City Brew Coffee in stark contrast to the vastly inferior SBC across the street uses the word Grande for its largest size.

The J-crew outlet behind the register, who incidentally seems to be the manager, gave the ellbhog an earful. (whining condescending tone) "Is it so early that you've forgotten where you are friend?" "Does it look like we sell Venti's around here friend?" (laughing hollowly before flatly stating) "Don't come back."

Not sure which of them made me more desirous of a swift end .

I think they should both put a bagel in it.