7-11 and Hispanic Culture

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I have a question for our members of Hispanic genes.

My morning routine involves going to the 7-11 for a cup of coffee and some flirting with Sweet Neepa, the clerk. I also get a YooHoo for later, but that's not relevant to my question.

Now; I live in an area that's like a gold mine for the local laboring class. Lots of rich people with big lawns that hire the Hispanics to do the yard work. I'm sure recognizing the fact that the yard guys are Hispanic will get me labeled as a racist, but the fact is, the question I have would make no sense without identifying the people in question as Hispanic.

Where was I?...

Oh yea; I always get a medium, black coffee. Most mornings I have to elbow a few Hispanics out of my way so I can get at the coffee pot. One thing I've noticed is that the Hispanics basically have a cup of milk and sugar with a dash of coffee in it. Is that cultural or are these particular Hispanics just a bunch of pussies that can't drink coffee without watering it down with milk and sugar?
 
ha

I got to 7-11 for my coffee in AM as well

and

I too see them pour SUGAR and POUR and POUR and POUR and oh yeah, a drop may 2 of coffee n milk:D
 
ha

I got to 7-11 for my coffee in AM as well

and

I too see them pour SUGAR and POUR and POUR and POUR and oh yeah, a drop may 2 of coffee n milk:D

Maybe we go to the same 7-11.

Are you that scruffy old guy that stands by the ice machine screaming at imaginary things floating past the window?
 
Maybe we go to the same 7-11.

Are you that scruffy old guy that stands by the ice machine screaming at imaginary things floating past the window?

if my raincoat is open

and

Im wearing a sign that says, IM A BIG WHOPPER, EAT ME


then

YES

ITS ME:)
 
I have a question for our members of Hispanic genes.

My morning routine involves going to the 7-11 for a cup of coffee and some flirting with Sweet Neepa, the clerk. I also get a YooHoo for later, but that's not relevant to my question.

Now; I live in an area that's like a gold mine for the local laboring class. Lots of rich people with big lawns that hire the Hispanics to do the yard work. I'm sure recognizing the fact that the yard guys are Hispanic will get me labeled as a racist, but the fact is, the question I have would make no sense without identifying the people in question as Hispanic.

Where was I?...

Oh yea; I always get a medium, black coffee. Most mornings I have to elbow a few Hispanics out of my way so I can get at the coffee pot. One thing I've noticed is that the Hispanics basically have a cup of milk and sugar with a dash of coffee in it. Is that cultural or are these particular Hispanics just a bunch of pussies that can't drink coffee without watering it down with milk and sugar?

Yes, that is pretty typical. But it is also why our coffee tastes like weak shit to them. They make theirs the consistency of mud and the only way it is drinkable is with a 50/50 ratio. Why they do not adjust for our weak coffee is beyond me...


Edit: by adjust I mean use less cream and sugar. Did not want the racist police in here.
 
Edit: by adjust I mean use less cream and sugar. Did not want the racist police in here.

too late

they are here


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I have a question for our members of Hispanic genes.

My morning routine involves going to the 7-11 for a cup of coffee and some flirting with Sweet Neepa, the clerk. I also get a YooHoo for later, but that's not relevant to my question.

Now; I live in an area that's like a gold mine for the local laboring class. Lots of rich people with big lawns that hire the Hispanics to do the yard work. I'm sure recognizing the fact that the yard guys are Hispanic will get me labeled as a racist, but the fact is, the question I have would make no sense without identifying the people in question as Hispanic.

Where was I?...

Oh yea; I always get a medium, black coffee. Most mornings I have to elbow a few Hispanics out of my way so I can get at the coffee pot. One thing I've noticed is that the Hispanics basically have a cup of milk and sugar with a dash of coffee in it. Is that cultural or are these particular Hispanics just a bunch of pussies that can't drink coffee without watering it down with milk and sugar?

Yes, in a nutshell. Are they bringing their own cinnamon too? :cool:
< Pussy coffee drinker
 
Coffee is typically made very strong with having twice as much milk in your cup than coffee.

What I don't get is what you describe sounds like it ends up being a really weak coffee.
 
Yes, in a nutshell. Are they bringing their own cinnamon too? :cool:
< Pussy coffee drinker

I wouldn't call it pussy coffee drinker if you dump half the bag in the machine....

I had to ban my father in law from making coffee at my house. He brings his own shit fropm Costa Rica and I nearly died the first time I tried to drink it.
 
I wouldn't call it pussy coffee drinker if you dump half the bag in the machine....

I had to ban my father in law from making coffee at my house. He brings his own shit fropm Costa Rica and I nearly died the first time I tried to drink it.

It's all about getting the right color. Start with strong, throw cinnamon and vanilla into the grounds too. Half coffee, half milk.
 
My morning routine involves flirting with a south Asian female as well...Konica, the lovely Bengali counter-girl at my local dunkin.

She has this languid way of returning my change with this sort of circular flowing wrist thing that looks like a move from a Bollywood dance, causing her long nails to gently stroke the inside of my palm.

The "Hispanics" are all drinking pumpkin spice lattes like everyone else.
 
None of my local Indians are hot. Well, except for the dentist. I wouldn't mind being the drill to her abscessed molar.
 
One of my local shops is run by British Indians (born in the UK). The women are always elegant but even more attractive when they dress up in saris for their festival days. The way they move when wearing a sari is impossible not to appreciate. They seem to glide or dance around the shop.

However they are outdone by the ladies of the Chinese Restaurant. They are the waitresses and they wear qipao (cheongsam) with thigh high splits on both bare legs. The customers can look, appreciate, compliment but don't touch. Husband, father or brother would appear waving a meat cleaver if their women are insulted.

The other side of the coin is an Indian Restaurant some miles away in the countryside. The management insists on having entertainment for the diners almost every evening. The ancient Elvis impersonator isn't too bad, but the dancers on other evenings are too authentic.

The Indian dancers are ladies old enough to be grandmothers or great-grandmothers. Their skills are impressive but you need to understand the symbolism to appreciate their dancing. They are surpassed in awfulness by the Turkish belly dancers. They are also elderly with wrinkly rolls around their bellies. Their gyrations are distinctly off-putting as they will waggle their ancient bellies inches from the men's faces. Their skill is great. Their attractiveness had faded forty years ago...
 
For some reason you see a lot of them hanging around Home Depot in the morning. I assume it's because they're big fans of do it yourself home improvement. Never heard of a store having groupies but there ya go.
 
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One of my local shops is run by British Indians (born in the UK). The women are always elegant but even more attractive when they dress up in saris for their festival days. The way they move when wearing a sari is impossible not to appreciate. They seem to glide or dance around the shop.

However they are outdone by the ladies of the Chinese Restaurant. They are the waitresses and they wear qipao (cheongsam) with thigh high splits on both bare legs. The customers can look, appreciate, compliment but don't touch. Husband, father or brother would appear waving a meat cleaver if their women are insulted.

The other side of the coin is an Indian Restaurant some miles away in the countryside. The management insists on having entertainment for the diners almost every evening. The ancient Elvis impersonator isn't too bad, but the dancers on other evenings are too authentic.

The Indian dancers are ladies old enough to be grandmothers or great-grandmothers. Their skills are impressive but you need to understand the symbolism to appreciate their dancing. They are surpassed in awfulness by the Turkish belly dancers. They are also elderly with wrinkly rolls around their bellies. Their gyrations are distinctly off-putting as they will waggle their ancient bellies inches from the men's faces. Their skill is great. Their attractiveness had faded forty years ago...
But you have no Mexicans in your country.
 
I also think it's funny when they go to Taco Bell. Like an Italian going to Pizza Hut or a Limey going to Arthur Treacher's.
 
But you have no Mexicans in your country.

Oh yes we do. (It's Pantomime season here)

A local language school is run by a Mexican. He used to teach South American Spanish. Now he teaches English to Spaniards.

He also runs a cookery school and can provide Mexican food, music and dancing for parties.

He is a multi-talented Mexican.
 


Sweet coffee is as Latin/Caribbean as you can get. In Miami, Cuba and points south, unless you specify otherwise, when you ask for coffee you will be served what is, in essence, molten sugar.



 
Seven & I Holdings Co., Ltd. (株式会社セブン&アイ・ホールディングス Kabushiki-gaisha Sebun ando Ai Hōrudingusu?, Seven-i (セブンアイ)) is a Japanese diversified retail group headquartered in Nibancho, Chiyoda, Tokyo, Japan.[1] Founded originally in 1920 as Ito-Yokado, Seven & I is now the fifth largest retailer in the world,[2] with 35,000 stores in approximately 100 countries.

Give your business to an American company. :cool:
 
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