Undeterred by yesterday's setback, I answered the following ad this morning;
The perfect shift! Days only, no nights, no weekends.
Energetic, friendly and experienced barista required for busy suburban cafe.
Excellent conditions, dynamic team environment, free parking.
I decided that my wealth of experience more than made up for the fact that I was neither energetic nor friendly and called to arrange a trial.
Upon arrival I discovered that the "dynamic team environment" consisted of the owner, his mother, and three underpaid adolescents, who didn't seem to mind that the "cafe" was in a food court.
I wouldn't eat in a food court, let alone work in one. I have an aversion to fluorescent lighting, musak and communal dining. I explained this to the owner, aswell as my views on muggaccinos and flavoured lattes and got the hell out of there.
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