WENDELL HUSSEY | Cadet | CONTACT
An Old City District cafe owner was today huffing and puffing as if he has just been asked to carry the world on his shoulders.
Dealing with an after-lunch customer, Holy Grind owner Graham Pooley was left flummoxed after fielding an order based on the drinks he has on display.
Hoping to pick up a bit of an afternoon caffeine boost for his colleagues, the customer reportedly asked for a couple of mildly complicated variations of coffees, as if the different varieties of milk on display were for actual use.
“Rightoooooo mate, hold on,” sighed the gen-x man who chose to work in hospitality.
“What did you want, SORRY? You are going to have to slow down and repeat that order,” continued the boss.
Slowly repeating the 3 coffee orders, utilising some of the milk’s on display at the front counter, the customer then trod carefully as if he was about to receive a fully frothed cup of cows milk to the face.
“Yeah just a soy flat white, a macca cap and an oat flat white please,” said the grimacing customer.
The customer then apologised, as if bringing a bit of coin to the cafe was a rude thing to do.
After some more loud and prolonged exhales with some passive-aggressive mumbling from behind the coffee machine, the three coffees were then slammed down on the counter.
Speaking to The Advocate out the front of the cafe, the customer explained his confusion at the situation.
“Fuck, he’s got the milk there I assumed it was for using,” he sighed.
“If he wants to be an old school cafe like the Italian family a few doors up that’s fine. Just have a sign that says “No soy. No oat. No bullshit. Just coffee” and I’ll be informed of the situation.”
“Otherwise it just makes it all very confusing for a timid local man like myself.”
More to come.
