I don't know how sadistic I can be to myself, maybe it's more of a hopeful optimist? I just don't know why I always try to go to this place in the hopes of giving them one more try.
Today, I woke up early, hopeful to get a lot of things done. I start at this place, and downhill goes my day. They screwed up my order, did several other people's first before mine, gave me a macchiatto that tasted as if they never, ever washed the machine, ever. And the woman at the counter called me "ma'am". Do I look like a ma'am to you? I just don't like to be stereotyped. I'm not flaming for cripes sake!
Do your job right and stop being incompetent!