Were the baristas looking for their boss, who lives in a ton of house nearby? Were they anxious? Were they freaking out? Is it true that they undergo special scrutiny before they can work there? Do they sometimes wish they worked in one of those apathy-oozing independent coffee shops in an edgier part of town? Surely they have a tattoo or two beneath those buttoned black sleeves, right?
Good luck finding out.
“It’s an honor to work here,” said one, noting his necktie.
No further comment. Call media relations, they say. Call corporate.
What do you know about Schultz's neighborhood SBUX? Have you ever worked there? What's that like? Or have you worked at a Starbucks where Schultz made an "impromptu" visit? (As if that ever happens! One Chicago-area Starbucks had been given a heads-up that Schultz might stop by, and I saw baristas scraping gum from underneath the tables -- for the first time!) Discuss this story or anything else Starbucks-related -- including Hurricane store closures -- in the OPEN THREAD.