Dear Teenage Girls,
You should be aware that when you and your clique come into the Starbucks, we know what you're up to. You'll ho-hum about what to get, check your text messages, giggle about Gordon's muscles and then each of you will order (one at a time) a stupid Caramel Frappucino and you will all pay with debit. We hate you.
My advice is you either pay cash, or take turns paying for each others drinks when you come in. Further to that, just tell us what you all want, all at once. It's way faster that way. The old man behind you who just wants a coffee will be very appreciative. As for your text messages and Gordon: It's rude to use your phone when we're talking to you - but you can still giggle at Gordon. I'm pretty sure he likes it. He's a straight man at Starbucks - that's what he gets.
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