An epic quest to find a barista, cashier or clerk who can spell my name correctly -- plus all you wanted to know about the name Cheryl, but were afraid to ask. (Reader submissions encouraged.)
Friday, August 27, 2010
I thought for sure today was going to be at the very least a HALF-BINGO kind of day. You see, when I walked into Starbucks this morning for my ritual pre-commute java, this CD was sitting on the display right in front of the cash register:
However, as you can see below, the cashier must not be familiar with the merchandise stock available in the store. The CD was less than two feet away from him, and he reached directly over it to give me my change.
I'm going to deduct three (-3) style points just for general inattentiveness and for the two non-matching E's.