Johnathon The Barista
I remember the first day I became a barista. In fact, I was so excited to learn a new skill. My favorite part was that I got to work with my hands. Mostly, I was thankful that I wasn’t going to be glued to a desk for eight hours a day. I was a barista way longer than I expected.
However, it’s such a convenient job and for the most part, it’s fun working along side your co-workers. Six years into my barista career, I was going to competitions (not competing) and conventions. I was in the deep end. Plaid shirts and all. I had the look and the skills of a modern day hipster. I was working my way through college and because of that, I ended up just remaining a barista. In any case, I took pride in the drinks I was serving and I felt good about what I was doing.
It was exciting.
I got to converse with people on the daily. As rude as some customers were, it sure beats a sedentary lifestyle. Unfortunately the pay wasn’t great, and I don’t miss the pay of a barista. Not even tips could make up for it. You would think, as expensive as some of these drinks are, that the barista has to be banking. Nope! I know for a fact that the baristas at the number one rated coffee shop in DFW make just above minimum wage – excluding tips.
Why? Greed. I forgot about that nasty part. No one is paid fairly when you work in the restaurant industry. Period. People pay top dollar for items that cost less than a third of the menu price to make. Restaurant owners want that cheddar and do almost anything to get it. Be warned. You will be poor as long as you work as a barista. You may love your job, but get used to eating fast food or whatever the kitchen throws away.
In conclusion, I miss the coffee industry. One day I hope there is a shift in the value of a barista. To all the baristas out there, keep it up.
Written by: Johnathon S. Newman