After six months of working for Starbucks, I have a new definition of being slapped in the face: getting a "raise" of $.12/hr. Twelve motherfucking cents. My manager actually said to me, "Dan, you've done a really great job. That's why I put in the pay raise before we sat down for a formal review; I didn't want you to miss-out on the money."
I no longer work for Starbucks.
I no longer work for Starbucks.