First of all, I want to say that I've always been a fan, sort of. By sort of I mean that I don't drink nor do I actually know anything about coffee. However, due to Hollywood and movies like You've Got Mail, I've always wanted to be the kind of girl who frequents your doorway and gives off that busy New York Vibe. Though I doubt that ever has or ever will happen, thanks for giving me a dream.
But I also wanted to ask you a favor. I'd like a job. But wait Christine, why are you asking me for a job? Why is someone like you, *educated, funny, beautiful, and interesting*, looking for minimum wage work? (Stop it Starbucks you're making me blush!) I know right? It seems crazy to me too. I don't know why I thought that after I'd spent 4 and a half years getting a degree in Education that I'd be able to find a job no matter where I went. Or why I believed people as a kid, when they said I could be whatever I wanted to be when I grew up.
You see the problem is that I did grow up and I had a teaching job, but alas, we moved. And now there are bills to pay and dogs to feed and all those years I spent working with children aren't valued by other employers. Employers like banks, who prefer that I have lots of sales experience, or even companies looking for administrative assistants. Because everyone knows that teachers don't know anything about getting people to do things they don't want to do, being organized, and keeping up with paperwork.
But not you Starbucks. I know you'll value my ability to greet and help customers with a friendly smile even if I feel like crap. My selfless charm as I not only keep my area clean but also clean up the messes of others. My personal work ethic of making sure that orders get taken care of and everything runs smoothly. My ability to treat each individual as someone with their own problems at home, their own coffee style, their unique gifts they bring to the store every time they want caffeine.
Where did I acquire such awe inspiring powers?
In the classroom.
I have years of customer service experience, I love to help people, and whatever I don't know about coffee I'm pretty sure I can learn. What's that? You're right. No lesson planning or grading or standardized testing. Starbucks, give me a job. Because this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Sincerely,
Me
*Disclaimer*
Of course I don't mean that if you work at Starbucks you aren't educated, funny, beautiful, and interesting. You totally are. Obviously there are a lot of us in the coffee business or looking to get into it. Plus you have that cool vibe I've always wanted and you know coffee so trust me, I want to be you someday. Preferably later this week.
But I also wanted to ask you a favor. I'd like a job. But wait Christine, why are you asking me for a job? Why is someone like you, *educated, funny, beautiful, and interesting*, looking for minimum wage work? (Stop it Starbucks you're making me blush!) I know right? It seems crazy to me too. I don't know why I thought that after I'd spent 4 and a half years getting a degree in Education that I'd be able to find a job no matter where I went. Or why I believed people as a kid, when they said I could be whatever I wanted to be when I grew up.
You see the problem is that I did grow up and I had a teaching job, but alas, we moved. And now there are bills to pay and dogs to feed and all those years I spent working with children aren't valued by other employers. Employers like banks, who prefer that I have lots of sales experience, or even companies looking for administrative assistants. Because everyone knows that teachers don't know anything about getting people to do things they don't want to do, being organized, and keeping up with paperwork.
But not you Starbucks. I know you'll value my ability to greet and help customers with a friendly smile even if I feel like crap. My selfless charm as I not only keep my area clean but also clean up the messes of others. My personal work ethic of making sure that orders get taken care of and everything runs smoothly. My ability to treat each individual as someone with their own problems at home, their own coffee style, their unique gifts they bring to the store every time they want caffeine.
Where did I acquire such awe inspiring powers?
In the classroom.
I have years of customer service experience, I love to help people, and whatever I don't know about coffee I'm pretty sure I can learn. What's that? You're right. No lesson planning or grading or standardized testing. Starbucks, give me a job. Because this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Sincerely,
Me
*Disclaimer*
Of course I don't mean that if you work at Starbucks you aren't educated, funny, beautiful, and interesting. You totally are. Obviously there are a lot of us in the coffee business or looking to get into it. Plus you have that cool vibe I've always wanted and you know coffee so trust me, I want to be you someday. Preferably later this week.
