At the Partizanskaya metro station, I have already noticed more than once that a plump woman is standing at the checkout and making simply disgusting coffee. When she overheats the milk, she always puts the cup under the coffee spill and spills it "on the eye." Her coffee is as disgusting as possible (even the neighboring coffee maker is much better than hers). Of all the baristas at Lavazzo on Partizanskaya Street, she is the weakest - her coffee has never been delicious.
What infuriates them is when you say I need a cappuccino for 4.20, they ask you if it's softer or stronger, you say it's softer, and it's already worth 4.70. At least they would have warned you that it's more expensive. And once again, after paying for the order, they just forgot about me, because they were engrossed in conversations among themselves, I stood waiting like a fool, and then they looked and asked - did you want something? No, I'm just standing there admiring it. The staff was absolutely illiterate. I'm not going there anymore.
Your barista didn't know what it meant to make coffee into a customer's cup - he wanted to make it into a disposable one and then pour it into mine. As a result, one cooked fine, the other poured (yes, this is important if you are trying to reduce the use of disposable garbage in your life).
And the coffee didn't taste good either🥲