Starbucks

I have been in this Starbucks several times for some reason. The last time I got a latte it literally tasted like wax. Do yourself a favor and go to a local coffee shop like The Moore, or Drip City.

I don’t know if I will ever come back to this starbucks (maybe I’ll wait a few months until they have new staff).
I came in later in the evening and there were three younger girls working. We ordered one drink, there was a person in front of and two people behind us. THe person infront of us got served, then the person behind us, then the other person behind us. We waited another minute before asking about the drink. THEY TOTALLY FORGOT. When we asked where the drink was, we were actually disturbing their little huddle-​they were giggling about a cute guy who came in, all while smoothing their hair and trying to put on a big smile for him.
The whole scene was disappointing… oh, in their defense, the guy was super cute, but they still need to remember to do their job.

Me: I’d like a double Americano in the smallest cup you have, please.
Dude: Okay… So…Um…What size?
Me: *blank stare* The smallest cup you have???
Dude: What size?
Me: Small!
Dude: So, a tall?
Me: Well, probably. How many ounces in a tall?
Dude: 12.
Me: That’s fine…
–My all-​seeing eyes spot an 8 oz cup near his grubby little Starbucks hands–
Me: Wait! Can I have it in that cup?
Dude: This one? *holds up an 8 oz*
Me: Yeah, that’s good!
Dude: So let me get this straight… You DON’T want a tall?
*rolls his beady little corporate zombie eyes at me*
Me: First of all, I wanted a SMALL. Not a TALL, whatever that means. Second of all, I SAID the smallest cup you had. I’m here because I have a gift card that my sister-​in-​law sent me, not because I want to be. I’m tired and cold. Please. A double Americano in an 8 oz cup, We can call it a «small tall» if that’s better.
Dude: Ma’am, I just needed to enter it into the computer for the barista.
–As I’m waiting for my drink…–
Barista: Sorry. He’s new. I totally knew what you meant.
Me: Why didn’t you say anything?
Barista: Dude, it was funny!
Me: Agreed.

Every day, this place gets a little worse. I have been coming in every day, and I do mean every day, for almost a solid year, and now I have been made to wait for drip coffee to be brewed. I order the same thing every morning, and now, 3 times out of the last 10 times I have been in the store, I have had to wait for drip coffee. That is unacceptable.
It’s Starbucks. It’s what they sell — coffee.
I’m not one of these self-​indulgent wankers with their $ 5 drinks, the 9 different steps, the «upside down Flint-​Rubble bubble cake» orders. I want the barista to turn around, hold out a cup, hit the lever, and pour coffee into it. I’m as low maintenance as it gets.
I used to even tip for this, which is/​was ridiculous. I didn’t notice an increase in the service I was receiving as a big-​tipping regular customer, so now I’ve become «Mr.Pink» .
Also, half the time, the sugar isn’t full or is all clumped together, or they are out of creamer.
I’m going to end this review now, as I’m starting to sound like a whiny little bitch, but I might have to start walking up to the 3Bucks on 4^th or the one down on Alaskan.
Sometimes I think about just punting on these guys, but the coffee at the Uptown Espresso I pass on the way to work tastes so piss-​thin, I need more of a wake-​up jolt than that, and Tully’s java tastes like rot-​gut swill.

I would probably have liked Starbuck’s before it took over the world. Now, you see American tourists in Paris paying 4 Euro for a latte when there is a beautiful sidewalk café across the street that serves coffee that actually tastes like coffee.
Occasionally, I will succomb to the temptation and buy a soy latte. I hate myself each time I do. It’s so wrong. So uniform. So constant.

Yes, its a starbucks, nothing you havent tried before.
I am fully supportive and prefer to patronize small independent coffee shops but this is the coffee shop open when the sidewalks roll up at 6pm. This is Seattle! Coffee courses through our veins married with needed oxygen to give up life!
The Belltown/​Downtown border needs to start catering to not only the commuters but the residents in the area also.