Entitled Woman Threw Her Fresh Juice In My Face. What I Did Next Made Her Regret Ever Walking In

It started like any normal shift. I had just taken her order when I noticed her attitude—rude, dismissive, as if I didn’t exist. But I kept my cool, thinking it would all pass. Then, without warning, she threw her fresh juice in my face. The café fell silent. All eyes were on me, waiting to see what I’d do. But I wasn’t about to just wipe it off and walk away. No, I had something much better in mind. By the time I was done, she wasn’t just embarrassed—she was begging to leave the café unnoticed.

What I did next made sure she would never forget me or that day...