If your asked where someone can get a cup of coffee and also be treated like dirt, remember this address:
Starbucks Coffee
1696 South Bascom Ave.
Campbell, CA , Corner of Hamilton Ave., just to the right of Whole Foods...
If you want to watch cashiers and servers sing and dance to their selected rock tunes, snap their towels in sync, tap up a drum solo with pens and pencils, then the shows here. And better, the sound system's volume will definitely get your attention if the show doesn't. So forget about study, reading, anything that would go peacefully with a cup of coffee, check those interests at the door. Moreover, If you would like to say something about the loud Rock-n-Roll, bad move! They're not interested in you, just your cash. I've spoken to the manager, Jacob, about these months-on-end festivities, and what did I get? WRATH!
The server who turns the store into a rock club is Jason. This guy has the most cold and horrible demeanor. After I spoke to the manager about his rock shows he's been just plain nasty. Yet I continued to patronize the store with a smile. I endured the steady stream of nasty. If you should have an issue to relate, be sure to skip it, or you will get it. Besides, there's the wicked humidity, warm temperature, and locker room odor to endure. Why did I stick around? I would meet friends there.
Meanwhile, I was concerned that Jason, with his attendant attitude, would one day seize something baseless to throw me out on. That was last night. (Bear in mind, I was mindful of the hate treatment, so I was careful to be pleasant and smiling.)
Yesterday, an acquaintance was there and feeling sick. He entered the bathroom, and vomited sloppily missing the toilet. Still feeling sick he managed to leave the bathroom. While I was outside he left the store. When leaving he told me that he had messed the bathroom and was "splitting" embarrassed. A few minutes later the server Jason, who clearly hates me, came outside, and hurled the claim that I was seen by him leaving the bathroom and so I was now "not welcomed in the store anymore". He shouted this out in front of another aquaintance of mine, along with those sitting at the nearby tables. I was confused. I had never used the bathroom the whole evening, not once for anything. Why me? We know why me.
I proceeded to ask the other workers what was the problem? (I knew it was about this other guy who had left sick, but I steered clear of talking about him. I chose to leave that to him. I'm not taken to snitching.) The workers only stared down, shaking their heads, while drawing fingers across the counter. These workers faintly mumbled that they didn't know. They were obviously scared, and wouldn't say a thing. All they kept repeating was "I don't know". But the other hotheaded server keep saying that he saw me leave the bathroom, so I was to leave or he'd call the police. After obtaining a management phone number I left.
Just as I had anticipated, Jason seized the chance to manufacture a trifling problem, made it into a mountain (just for me) and is now having me banished. That's a real sick person.
This morning I called Starbucks corporate offices to discuss last nights incident. They said they'd get back to me. Meanwhile, they said I could use the store, since nothing was really explained. Really? I'm only waiting for the return call, and an apology, no coffee thank you.
I also found the acquaintance who had gotten sick, and I asked that he go back in person to explain that the mess was his. (He has since said he did. Starbucks says no. Not surprised.)
When there's some sort of update, I will come back here and edit. I'll let you know.
Meanwhile ask yourself: Do you want to get your news paper and caffeine here? Me thinks not! If you want to regardless, that's your decision. (Come to think of it, I wonder what that guy may have flicked into my drinks? Other behaviors of his I witnessed are not listed here, such as cussing openly the F word across the store, etc.)
Last edit update: After 14 days the area manager Tim M. called me. 14 days? Nothing was a surprise. It went all just as I had anticipated. Jason was backed by the management. But one thing stands out completely obvious...
I was told that the other workers also had seen me leaving the bathroom. Ask yourself this: If Jason had possibly mistaken seeing me enter the restroom, how could two other workers also mistake seeing me do the same? That would mean everyone in sync had made the same mistake, all together. What's the odds of that? Zero!
Tim also says the store does not play "personal" music selections. What? He's no manager. The guys completely out of touch, or a flat liar! Both?
Wrap: Pity to the poor patron who stumbles in, but you're fully warned. read more