I arrived at Dunkin at about 0630pm, Wednesday, February 25th. I am a pretty average looking guy, still in my work clothes. I know a lot about coffee, but very little about refreshers other than my wife loves them.
I stepped inside and was greeted by the girl behind the counter with a smile and hello. Female, white, thin with a bright smile and great customer voice, long dark hair, I didn't get her name. The other individual was a taller white male, short blond hair and paler skin. He seemed... annoyed? Okay, late shift, I get it.
I walk up and he proceeds to begin taking my order but his tone is as uninterested as possible. And again, an open sort of annoyance to it. I'm frustrated but I order a strawberry dragon fruit refresher as per my wife's request, and a mango pineapple for myself to try one ( my wife loves them, may as well try it, right?).
He asks me what base I want, and i reply that I don't know what options there are and ask him for them. He directly looks me in the face as if I spilled something on the counter, huffs, then lists them off in a tone that comes across as "do you seriously not know this, it's basic!". At this point I just want to get the drinks and be done, so I get sparkling water for both.
I wait in the lobby, and the girl lets me know shortly the drinks are made. She smiles and goes to hand my wifes to me, and the guy comes over and makes AN ENTIRE SHOW of scoffing at her, and telling her to "mix it better", to which she points out it is pretty well mixed ( the flavoring was pretty well mixed, maybe an inch or two of clear water at the top, no big deal ). The poor girl is standing there with an apologetic look while this guy completely breaks her down for a minute difference. He then proceeds to shake the drinks himself, gives her another scoff, and hands them to me as if he just won a contest and made some grand point.
Honestly, the drinks taste great. But that's not what expected my first time in this local Dunkin. It's a fairly new location, and I expected a bit more in professionalism and courtesy. Overall, I congratulate the girl on not decking the guy, to be frank. It's not a way to talk to fellow workers, or to customers, for that matter.
Sincerely hope that this guy isn't there the next time we go to get drinks, or I'm likely to get some somewhere else just to avoid the attitude and performance.