I would think that app would be for hobos.

All I ever wanted from coffee, is that it was hot, it was highly caffeinated, and some splenda. It could be from moon, served in a sterilised bedpan for all I care -just as long as its the temp of molten lava, and will make me feel like Im about to have a anxiety attack.

I still occasionally think of this twitter exchange and laugh:

I finished the course pretty quickly, but I swear to God that never happens.

Those look like some pretty hard runs.

Got my daughter an age appropriate sex ed book when she was 7. Got her the 10 year olds version for her 9th birthday. She knows her stuff and educates her friends too.

Opinion: Baby North is the cutest famous baby since Suri Cruise.

its an unique thing to baristas - some asshole coming in with a drink that no sane person would order and acts like its your fault that you've never heard of it.

if i had been the manager at this coffee place, i probably would have risked my job to tell this woman NO! i have no problem with making the actual drink with the ingredients she wants, but the sprinkling of the sweet and lows, no way. i would have kindly handed them to here and told her that was her job. really, i…

Well I just dry-heaved.

I would talk to your manager about this. Every place I've worked at as a barista has given me permission to refuse ridiculous orders at my discretion.

Ask her if you can put it under her register since you're not comfortable with leaving it by the open door.

That sucks. I HATE the backpack rule. I live in a different (East coast) crime ridden city and have major back pain but will honestly carry a large purse to avoid the backpack rule. I mostly drive though, so there's that.

#2 sounds like Romy and Michelle. "Hello, yes, we're .. business women. Do you have a business women's special?"

Nope. basically what happened was this old woman came up to the counter, barreled her way through the literally dozen of people in line, loudly yelled "I wanted cream you stupid f—-ing b-tch" at my friend, and threw the coffee cup at her (still full) before storming out.

OH MY GOD. Though I love this column because I love crazy people.

When I worked at a major coffee chain, there was an old woman who'd come in sometimes with her husband. And each time, she'd insist we brew her a new pot of decaf coffee because, "I have a heart condition and my doctor says I can't have a lot of caffeine." A) you're ordering decaf. B) the caffeine content of decaf…

"Hmm.. the special of the day is a B.L.T., you say? That sounds pretty good. Reminds me, my father always used to make a B.L.T. sandwich for lunch. I can still picture him standing over the sink in the kitchen eating one. If my father is somehow the one in the kitchen cooking these sandwiches YOU TELL THAT SON OF…

I wouldn't mind a burger with blue cheese on it, but I have no idea how much to put on there. PLEASE, DO IT FOR ME, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST PUT ON THE RIGHT AMOUNT OF BLUE CHEESE THAT I LIKE ON MY BURGER OH GOD I DON'T KNOW HOW TO LIVE IN THIS WORLD!!

I would charge him $30 for being such a dipshit.