I've worked on and off in the coffee industry for about five years. Stranger things have happened. This one hasn't yet, but I wouldn't be surprised. When one visits a place so much it seems they live there, that place (in my case, a coffee shop with a drive-through) becomes so familiar that their own life and personal debris spill over into it. Convenience is abused by familiarity. It happens all over.
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