Ordinarily a good experience, but a surly, eye-rolling, wannabe-hipster barista wouldn't prepare my order because the blender was dirty, then barked an order at me to wait at the far end of the bar for my order (nobody else was in-line) and walked off before giving anything.
I stood around at the bar waiting for him to return and when he finally did, with great exaggerated effort, asked if there was something else.
"Yes, I'm waiting for the pastries."
Sigh. Here.
"Can I have a cream cheese?"
Sigh. Eye roll. Yes, here. ... Walks off ...
My hands were full and couldn't carry my "to go" order and needed a cup carrier.
After standing around for several minutes, finally a young woman cleaning in the back (I think the only one putting any effort in) came up and politely asked if she could help.