From one retail worker to another. My most recent one was a lady who had the arrogance to comment on my weight who then yelled “fatso” at me when I ignored her and walked away.
From one retail worker to another. My most recent one was a lady who had the arrogance to comment on my weight who then yelled “fatso” at me when I ignored her and walked away.
When I was a barista not too long ago, this older customer with an Israeli flag on his car asked me (androgynous, gender-neutral name) in the drive-thru: “What’s the name on your birth certificate?”
That exact phrasing. Not even “what’s your real name?” or “what’s the name on your ID?” to achieve merely the most basic level of boomer transphobia. He wants to go way back to the hospital I was born at when my mom told the doctor to write this particular combination of letters on my birth certificate because he must know what that combination of letters is; that’s very vital information for him.
I told him that the name on my name tag at work is my birth name (which isn’t true, but who cares? Not like he deserves a true answer anyway). Thankfully, he took it and drove off with his shitty decaf espresso.
I think if I saw someone with an Israeli flag at work I would straight up refuse them service, even if I got dinged for it. It’s like showing up with a swastika and being like “service, please!”
Wait… so when you order coffee, you aren’t supposed to ask the barista about their genitals? Also who the fuck drinks decaf espresso?
Decaf espresso is a thing?
We both learning about this in real time lol.
So now I imagine it’s for making a latte, rather than buying an espresso shot to drink out of a small cup.