tra la la, just shoplifted from starbucks, tra la la

I went in a few minutes ago to get my second grande unsweet iced green tea of the day like I do literally every afternoon, and there was this new barista working. I smiled and said "hi, could I please ha...", when in mid-sentence she shushed me with an outstretched index finger (it was one of the long, black acrylic ones with silver designs on it). I got confused because she appeared to be standing there doing absolutely nothing, but then I realized that she was in the middle of a phone conversation and was using one of those goddamn blu-tard ear things that you stick on the side of your head.

She literally talked for a full minute more (the conversation was not important because she was all 'gurl naw! she be hollerin' at yo man? shoot!' the entire time) before hanging up and looking at me with an expression that said "what the fuck do you want?" I started over, without the smile, and asked for a refill on my tea. She told me they don't do refills. I said yes you do, I get one every day and they are 55 cents. She said no they didn't. We argued about this for a few more minutes, after which I gave up and was like "fine! I'll just buy another one!" So she took my cup, and I was so pissed I was just looking around for something destructive that I could do that would affect her. Since there was nothing to break, I grabbed a biscotti, a pack of almonds, and some after-coffee breath mints and jammed them in my purse. She handed me the drink and I smiled and waved, saying "have a grrrrreat day!" Tony-the-Tiger style as I backed out the door. I hope it gets docked from her paycheck. Bitch.