I don’t care what people say about Starbucks. They can complain about their drinks or their prices, but they can’t complain about the people who work there. At least, not from what I have seen.
The people I work with are some of the greatest people currently living on the planet, I am sure. Take Saori (pronounced “Sow-dee”), for instance. She is from Japan and left this note for me just before she got off her shift. She jotted down my name in Japanese onto a post-it and said, “Have a grood day, Carree!”
How can that not be adored?