I like to stop at the Peet’s Coffee near my office before I go in to work. It’s not like we don’t have coffee at the office (which, for some reason, does not entice me to brew while at work), or that I really like the people who work at Peet’s… I mean, they’re nice enough guys, but I’m not trying to strike up a friendship with apathetic hipper-than-thou baristas (that’s what hot bartenders are for). I do, however, expect, in return for daily patronage and my more-than-generous $1 tip on a $2 cup of coffee, a little quality control when it comes to my coffee and the cups that it’s served in.
Which brings me to yesterday morning… Look at that fucked up, soaked-out coffee cup up there. That cuppa joe is only 10 minutes old, but it looks like it’s been sitting around all day. It’s fucking pathetic. And the fact that someone would pass that off as an acceptable receptacle for hot beverage is just wrong.
As you might be able to tell from the photo, the rim at the top of the cup has a severe wrinkle in it, essentially turning it into a perfectly shaped pour spout. Somehow the dude at Peet’s managed to get the lid to stay on the cup as I walked out to my car, but as soon as got about a block away, the lid popped, and I had to hold it down while I drove…and I drive a car with a manual transmission, so that shit wasn’t easy. I managed to prevent it from spilling all over the inside of my car by keeping most of the hot liquid overspill concentrated on my hand. Fucking wonderful.
So to you, the Peet’s guy… Look man, I know you’re a coffee shop employee, and I know your job probably sucks (I worked in a coffee shop in my youth, and that shit sucked), but if you can’t pay the least bit of attention and employ the kind of basic quality control to keep an obviously structurally unsound coffee cup from going out full of hot coffee, I don’t have much faith in you doing anything beyond working in a fucking coffee shop for the rest of your life.
God damn.