or they get the wrong idea,' - I quote myself. The last time I explained this to a fellow female Barista she looked befuddled, as most people do. But sure enough, I was true to my word. She watched as a couple of male customers came up, and I proceded to stone-facedly take their order in a polite tone.
As further support for my argument, I will say that as soon as you smile at them, you've given them an in, which in foreign-mandom of our customer pool equates to, "Yes, I would love to sleep with you, 50 yr old Eastern European man."
Watch and observe for the eye-twinkle. Sure enough, 45-50+ yr old Armani Code/Versace overload wearing men waft over and as soon as you smile, they say, "Whherrr hyoo frrrram?" followed by, "Hyoo speak Romanian?"
"No, sir, I don't." And I'm not interested in having this discussion with you. "What size did you say?"
"Hrregular."
"You got it."
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