Dad joked at Starbucks. Again!
Back again, with my coworkers and their terrible jokes!
I was in the back room, making whipped cream when I realized I had neglected to get the whipped cream chargers (similarly to my previous post).
I turned to a coworker and asked, “Hey, Nicole. If you feel like it, could you grab the whip chargers from up front next time you go out there?"
She responded, “Sure. But could you do me a favor real quick?"
“OK...?"
She holds out her arm, “Feel my arm for me?" I felt her arm questioningly. She then asks, “DO I FEEL LIKE IT?"
And the Starbucks dad jokes continue...
