I walked into a coffee shop and asked the manager of the store for a coffee, as she was serving me I asked why one of their stores closed. She said to me, “They just did.” Very rude bitch. So, I paid for the coffee and said the debit is a little much for a coffee. She told me to leave or she’d call the police. I could not understand why the bitch was so mean to me, so I tried to call the owner but none of the stores would give me the number. So, I spread the bad news about the store. Don’t buy coffee at that store. P.S. To the lady who served me, I’m sorry all you can do is pour coffee. You must not get laid. Sorry lady, but you suck. —NEVER TRUST A COFFEE BITCH
This article appears in Jan 6-12, 2011.
seems to me that 1) you had no business to enquire about other shop,2)you seemed to be pissed about debit, and 3),if everyone bitched about minor shit on here, then this board would be filled with inane and insane bullshit. take your business elsewhere if you feel so fucked up, that you are writing this bitch. other than that, tata.
Ohhhhh, spread the word to your one friend and boycott the coffee shop. Just don’t return!
You need to get LAID.
speaking of getting, why bother, if she sucks, she can do that kneeling down.
Wow…. I have a hard time believing this. Something tells me none of can ever visit this coffee shop anyway BECAUSE IT’S IN THE OP’S MIND!!!!!!!
“So I SAID the debit is a little much for a coffee….”
Sounds like OP’s definition of the word “say” is more like the definition for the word “threaten”. Fuck off and keep on telling your lies to the friends on your head.
Did it ever occur to you that maybe that person didn’t know why the other shop closed?
The fee they have to pay for debit was probably higher than the profit of the coffee. So they’d either lose or may a few pennies off that sale. Who can blame them?
Why would she even necessarily know why another store closed? And maybe if she did, she didn’t feel like disclosing the reason to a random customer.
If you don’t want to have to pay debit charges, bring cash. Otherwise, be prepared to pay an extra quarter or whatever it is when you charge a $2 coffee on debit.
Maybe she was a bit curt in her response to your question, but it happens. Just because you didn’t like how the conversation went doesn’t mean that all she can do is pour coffee and that she never gets laid.
I have a feeling this clerk didn’t randomly just start saying she was going to call the police on you. I think you did something that frightened her and made her think that calling the police might be necessary.
Coffee shops and cafes are a dime a dozen in Halifax, if you includes those chain-donut joints. Take your business elsewhere. I truly doubt this bitch happened though.
Who the fuck pays debit for a cup of coffee?
Starbucks maybe, if you’re buying a fancy drink, or if you’re buying a few cups but debit for one cup? And you’re complaining? BRING CASH. BF’s right: they probably have to pay more in service fees for you to use your debit than they’d make on the coffee.
But like others, I question the validity of this bitch.
Hahaha… PK, I love when you use profanity. I get a tingly sensation every time……
I use debit at the place where you can get a ‘second cup’ of coffee if I forget to make sure I have change on me. At the same time, I am aware enough to realize that if I don’t have any cash, I may damn well have to pay service charges. Just one of life’s facts.
I imagine EVERYONE uses debit at starbucks.
who keep that kinda cash on them these days….
I happen to SLING COFFEE every single day and LOVE IT…oh…I also get LAID too, I guess they don’t go hand in hand
And LS comments in 5,4,3,2,1. LOL.
OMG… never mind LS comments….. Jenn- they CAN go hand in hand! Just email me at amazinglyhotsexyhalifaxman@yahoo.com and I’ll show you how I put the “perk” in coffee perk……..
you sure you don’t put the ‘fee’ in coffee perk?
heh heh
you coffee prostitute…
how many cups have you had? ‘second’ ? third?
<3, jonno!
I used debit at Tim’s a couple times at HSC (they take debit now) when I didn’t have any cash, but damn, I wouldn’t complain about a fee, either! OP’s just an entitled twat who thinks their $1.50 on a fucking cup of coffee deserves a red carpet and a ready tongue to lick his/her ass clean when he/she takes a crap.
*sigh* I’m in such a crummy mood this week 🙁
It’s almost Friday, it’s almost Friday…
That it is… that it is!!!
OK- you know when you see a word in some text that is not part of the sentence (may be in the line below) but your mind inserts it in that sentence anyway? I just did that with your post PK…… and it grossed me out. I read it to be….
“a ready tongue to lick his/her CRUMMY ass clean…….”
Then I had mental images of a hairy ass with stupid little shit crumbs dangling…. OH GOD, NOW I AM PICTURING IT AGAIN………
Anyway, thanks for that….. and I only hope that this crummy week disappears early for you…. like IMMEDIATELY….. Turn that frown upside down…. for…..
There once was a cool chick named Kitty….
Who claimed that her week was quite shitty,
While it may be the season…
I still question the reason,
That a frown’s on a face that’s so pretty…..
Maybe she gets laid at the shop, and OP interrupted her booty call…
l remember the first night me and Lucy made love just like it was yesterday. We were down at Kentucky Fried Chicken, right after those new chicken strips came out, we had a bunch of those, big buckets of chicken.
I *heart* you, jonno!
My week isn’t so crummy anymore. I got a new job offer — more responsibility at another organization. *beams*
Awesome…. see? Sometimes a beautiful flower can bloom from a bucket of shit. I will be crossing my fingers that all turns out well. By the way- how’s your Mom? I think I remember you telling me she’d injured herself a while back. I am not on her bus anymore (I get a MUCH earlier one) so I haven’t seen her in ages. Haha- listen to me talking about her like I know her.
i refuse to answer on the grounds…
bro tim, how could i follow a class act like that one?
Thanks, Jonno. I started my new job today and I’m tickled with the position and the people I’m working with 🙂
My mom’s doing a’ight. She’s still hobbling along. She doesn’t take the 21 anymore, though. A direct bus into the darkside. But the crew on her 21 is awesome — a few of them helped her when she had her accident at scotia square and when the bunch on the bus hadn’t seen her for a while they asked her how she was doing when she started taking the bus again. It’s funny how you can know faces on the bus, but no names. I still recognize the people I took the 7:05am 35 with four years ago. Sadly, none of them are on my 35 I take — I take a later one these days 🙁
*mental note….
take the 7:05 35 to finally see, after years of anticipation, the Pretty Kitty Metro Transit pole dancing show.
got it
The 35 I take is a bit later than 7:05 😉
Zeeee has an amazing gift for paying attention to details. By the way… what the hell were you doing online at 8 in the morning on a Saturday? On the other hand, I am also intrigued at what brought PK online at 1am on a Sunday…. haha. I can tell you that at 1am on Saturday I was trudging though the snowfilled streets of Halifax, on my way to a particular South End sledding hill, filled with quite a few beer. I fully recommend such an activity to anyone that still has a childish bone in their bodies. What a time!
Getting back to your statements on fellow Transit riders, PK….. it’s an interesting concept- the knowing people without actually knowing them. Every now and then when I see someone with whom I have literally spent hours upon hours commuting with out in public, it’s like there is an obligation to acknowledge them because they are familiar, but there never seems to be an interaction. I saw one of my former fellow riders yesterday and it was almost like neither of us had ever seen the other. Really funny we humans are. And to be even weirder…. I sometimes think about how it would be if our bus was like the Oceanic Air flight from Lost…. if we were to crash on some island somewhere what kind of relationships would be formed. I think it’d be pretty cool on the 21 I used to take. Even the one I take now is starting to feel a little more like a family. You can see people you know have only been brought together by the fact that they take the same bus. But they are all friendly with each other- some even switch seats when one opens up beside someone they want to talk to. Perhaps one of these mornings I might even open my mouth to engage in conversation.
ok, I was online but apparently not fully awake…
the curse of having to wake up so bloody early *most days…
I dislike my 35. I want my old crew back.
Maybe I’ll start taking the 21. I get to work bloody early enough that the 21 after my mom’s old 21 should do the trick.
I’m curious as hell now as to the identity of the famous jonnoman.
PS: 1:04am on sunday morning PK was sitting around chatting with her gay husband on FB chat who’s 4 hours behind because he lives in BC which makes her sad because she doesn’t get to see his gorgeous face nearly as much as she’d like 🙁