From various customers and coworkers, with no further comment.

"I want a caramel macheee-uh-lot-oh."

(Following making 12 frappuccinos for a drive through order) "I need to go soak in a hot tub full of heroin now."

"I like to wake up first thing in the morning and smell my own ass. It's the only thing that wakes me up now that my caffeine tolerance is so high."

"Nat, your butt feels like a pillow." (Thanks guys.)

"Is that Gary Busey in the drive through?"

"Every time she says the word "soy" in that high nasal tone I want to throw up, and then punch a unicorn in the face."

"Why are you dressed like David Copperfield?"

"Why are you dressed like the mouse from Ratatouille?"

"Why are you dressed like an extra from Newsies?"

"Just write 'diabetes' on the cup."

It's tough being on my feet 8 hours a day, but at least I stay entertained.