“Saw a lot of negative reviews and I wanted to state my piece. These baristas have been on OVERDRIVE with the other 2 locations in town being closed and they are doing an amazing job. Yeah wait times can be a little high but I have no idea what you expect when there are 10 other people waiting for very high maintenance drinks. Get a grip if ur crying over waiting 15 mins for a coffee and make it at home if it's such a big deal. The customer service has been amazing from my experiences and I will keep coming back. Thanks again for the great drinks and servic“
“Lynn that works at Thrifty Starbucks, downtown knows everyones name. Polite, humorous and awesome at engaging with clients. Lynn makes you feel special. I hope she knows what a gift she is ti Starbucks. Thanks 😊 to Lynn and all the other special staff!!“
“I arrived at this seemingly normal Starbucks at 4am from a red eye flight. There were gargoyles at the main entrance but I brushed it off. I ordered a milkshake but when the barista went to the kitchen to fetch my order I heard a blood curdling scream. Breaking the ‘no going into the kitchen if you aren’t an employee’ rule I rushed into the kitchen and saw that a gang of Gargoyles that were holding the staff hostage. Pulling out my .009 I shot one of the Gargoyles in the head. He collapsed in a pile of rubble. The others took notice of me and ran at me with machetes and baseball bats. I kept firing my gun, killing a few but there was just too many. They swiped at me but I luckily dodged out of the way. I ducked behind a door and was about to snipe another gargoyle, but I as I clicked the trigger I was severely disappointed. I was out of bullets! I desperately looked around for a weapon to use but in my haste I had drawn gargoyles to my location! They swiped at me. I dodged. I threw a punch at him. My hand struck his hard concrete face and I broke my wrist. Holding back my agony like a sigma, I backed out of the Starbucks with the Massive gargoyle standing over me menacingly. “You killed my friends, my family, everyone I knew and loved, dead at your hands. You’re going to pay…” He growled in a deep guttural voice. Suddenly, the red sun peeked over the horizon. “Noo… The sun- it burns… AAGGGHHH”. And the leader of the gargoyles had been slain at the hands of the sun. But as I was patting myself on the back for thwarting the leader of gargoyles, a 45-pound boulder of concrete fell from the dying creature onto my head, and I woke up in the ER room 6 hours later. Nevertheless, this place is now my go- to spot for Fast Food and was the most fun I’ve had eating since the Travis Scott burger. 69/10“