I attempted to enter Starbucks without a mask yesterday. (This has become a game with me... how many stores I can successfully shop in without a mask.) So far, the only two that have made it an issue have been Costco and Starbucks.
Have not been into SixBucks in over two months, and I needed to pee, so I stopped at a local SixBucks, placed my order via mobile before going inside and then went in. Of course, now they have digital locks on the bathrooms.
Me to Fat Barista: Bathroom code?
FB: Do you have a mask?
Me: I'm sorry, I do not.
FB: I'll get you one and then I can give you the code.
Me: Okay! (thought: Whatever Fat Boy... I'm about to tinkle on the floor.)
He goes behind the counter, gets a mask and hands it to me. "The code is 12345..."
I take the mask, go into the bathroom, and when I come out, I have the mask looped around my pinkie while I"m saucing on hand sanitizer. I head towards the counter to pick up my order and I immediately see them all peering over the plexiglass like frightened meerkats. There is no one else in the shop but me. With the way they were all looking at me, I seriously thought for a second I might have forgotten that I was wearing a pistol.
Blonde Bitch — I mean Barista: MA'AM! Do you have a mask???! (She seriously sounded alarmed.)
Me, smiling: Why yes, yes I do! It's right here.
BB: You have to put the mask ON!!
Me, still smiling, friendly: Oh, well... see, I don't wear masks.
I approach the counter anyway, where Fat Boy is glaring at me. "Is my mobile order ready?" I ask him nicely.
BB, literally hiding behind Fat Boy: WE CANNOT SERVE YOU UNTIL YOU PUT THE MASK ON!! (she is literally yelling at me now.)
Me, still smiling, but starting to get pissed: Well Sweetheart, I've already paid for my order and I can see you've already made it, so why don't you just hand my coffee over and I'll be on my way?
Fat Boy slaps my coffee down on the counter so hard that it spurts up through the hole in the lid. I take my time, grab a napkin and wipe it all down, turn and throw the wet napkin away, take my coffee, smile and say "Thank you!"
I turn to leave just as the manager comes strutting out of the back room. She yells at my back, "Next time we'd appreciate it if you wouldn't come inside the lobby!"
I turn and look at her over my shoulder: "Bless your heart!" and keep walking.
THIS is the new customer service.
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Great story. I wish that I could have been there. ( not the bathroom part.)