Damn coffee-waifs make me wanna puke
Why is it that everyone who works at a damn coffee shop has to cop the 'tude with Nietzsche?
Is it my policy against tipping people whose work could be made redundant by that robot that came with the NES? Perhaps it is my "tell it like it damn well is" philosophy? Maybe it's because I tell them they're all being taught by a bunch of inbred sophists.
And what are they so damned depressed about? I will assume it isn't their haircuts, because most people get haircuts voluntarily. Another guess is that it's because their work lacks meaning and import, except they are choosing to work at a coffee shop despite being ridiculously overqualified. They try to make being a barista seem non-blue collar, or at least ironically blue collar, but good money is on them either remaining baristas for the rest of the decade, or taking a new job of even lower repute.
Is it my policy against tipping people whose work could be made redundant by that robot that came with the NES? Perhaps it is my "tell it like it damn well is" philosophy? Maybe it's because I tell them they're all being taught by a bunch of inbred sophists.
And what are they so damned depressed about? I will assume it isn't their haircuts, because most people get haircuts voluntarily. Another guess is that it's because their work lacks meaning and import, except they are choosing to work at a coffee shop despite being ridiculously overqualified. They try to make being a barista seem non-blue collar, or at least ironically blue collar, but good money is on them either remaining baristas for the rest of the decade, or taking a new job of even lower repute.
posted by Clietzsche at 7:38 AM
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