Starbucks Observation Essay
I am a coffeeholic, a lover of coffee. I usually consume four cups of coffee at most- one in the morning, one during lunch, one in the afternoon, and even one during dinner. For me, coffee is essential, a habit, and an item I always need. Without it, I noticed that I am unable to focus, and is constantly agitated.
During my summer break, I followed the same routine of visiting Starbucks. Every time I enter Starbucks, I am immediately encountered with the smell of roasted coffee, the sound of the blender, the barista wearing a green apron placing the ground espresso beans into the portafilter, the microwave going off and screaming “Beep Beep Beep!!”, the smell of the melted cheese in the mozzarella sandwich, the customers patiently waiting for their coffee order and that one customer still contemplating about what to order.
As I stand in line with anticipation, I peruse through the menu, eventually having a dilemma whether I should order a mango Frappuccino or order a caramel …show more content…
Observing the different people- different in gender, ethnicity, race, physical appearance, and sexual orientation. Each individual holds a coffee- all different in size, type, texture, and warmth. Each one is engaged in different conversations- work, relationships, children, education, and much more. The barista calling out the orders, the laughter and giggles of the couple sitting across my table, college students and workers ferociously typing on their computer, the woman on her phone complaining about her boss and moaning “I hate my job”, and finally the hassle and bustle of the customers.
Within five minutes, I am interrupted by the voice of the barista shouting “An order for Katie”. Once I approach the counter, I notice a large coffee, filled with ice cubes gradually floating on top of the black coffee. With excitement, I take a quick sip. As the coldness circulates through my throat, I smile and say “Perfect, the way I like
During my summer break, I followed the same routine of visiting Starbucks. Every time I enter Starbucks, I am immediately encountered with the smell of roasted coffee, the sound of the blender, the barista wearing a green apron placing the ground espresso beans into the portafilter, the microwave going off and screaming “Beep Beep Beep!!”, the smell of the melted cheese in the mozzarella sandwich, the customers patiently waiting for their coffee order and that one customer still contemplating about what to order.
As I stand in line with anticipation, I peruse through the menu, eventually having a dilemma whether I should order a mango Frappuccino or order a caramel …show more content…
Observing the different people- different in gender, ethnicity, race, physical appearance, and sexual orientation. Each individual holds a coffee- all different in size, type, texture, and warmth. Each one is engaged in different conversations- work, relationships, children, education, and much more. The barista calling out the orders, the laughter and giggles of the couple sitting across my table, college students and workers ferociously typing on their computer, the woman on her phone complaining about her boss and moaning “I hate my job”, and finally the hassle and bustle of the customers.
Within five minutes, I am interrupted by the voice of the barista shouting “An order for Katie”. Once I approach the counter, I notice a large coffee, filled with ice cubes gradually floating on top of the black coffee. With excitement, I take a quick sip. As the coldness circulates through my throat, I smile and say “Perfect, the way I like