I Should Reconsider My Drinking Habits
Today, I encountered someone who was… significantly… aggravated by not being able to obtain a certain sized pouch of coffee beans at a Starbucks.
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Today, I encountered someone who was… significantly… aggravated by not being able to obtain a certain sized pouch of coffee beans at a Starbucks.
Written on the chalkboard/wall of a local coffee shop: This month’s password is [password here].
So they change it every month? Good security. Yet they write it down on the wall in plain sight of, well, everyone? Oookay.
Maybe they have a secret cipher that is only taught to employees. That’s actually a pretty good way to go about it, come to think of it. I would inquire if it didn’t make me look suspicious.
Update: Someone much wiser than me suggests the idea that there is a publicly available computer for use by customers. Duh.