why the HELL don’t they have changing tables in their restrooms?! Since having Kendall I have been to many a Starbucks and never have I seen one with a changing table. I am shocked and pretty much offended that a company that claims to be so progressive and forward thinking, and that eats up so much of my money every year (along with probably plenty of other exhausted moms), can not shell out the $225 it would take to provide me a place to take my kid when I need to wipe his ass. Something as simple as thisis all it would take. I mean, for crap’s sake… the local WalMart gives me more than this to work with. Let’s see… my normal coffee order costs around $2.50 before tax. That means that 90 of my orders would pay for one changing station. I think it’s safe to say I could personally fund a changing station a year, if not more.
It makes no sense to me. Do they not realize that we tired mothers are among a very loyal following of theirs? Do they not know that those of us who give up the daily hit of their addictive coffee while pregnant crave it even more once we are up all night with a screaming newborn? Do they not understand that we can’t go ANYWHERE without the baby most days, including Starbucks? Do they not know that one of my favorite places to go when Kendall is finally napping in his carseat is to my local coffeehouse for my grande skim Misto so that I can enjoy my few brief moments of peace? Just what the hell do they expect me to do when he wakes up, smiles, farts, and craps his pants right there in Starbucks as I’m gulping down my last bit of coffee?
I’ll tell you what I’ve had to do… most times I take him out to the hot car or to another nearby store or restaurant that I know will have a place to change him. However, on our last trip the car was completely packed and we didn’t have time to find another place to change him, so I was one of THOSE people. Those people I used to give dirty looks who changed their kid in a public place. I had to. I had no choice. I plopped my changing pad on top of one of their plush armchairs and proceeded to strip Kendall down and clean him up. And I got dirty looks… from the barista behind the counter…. all of about 18 years old. When I was finished I calmly walked up to her and said, “I know you think what I just did was gross and I’m sorry. I made sure I cleaned up really well and honestly my son and his diaper never even touched that chair. The thing is, this whole situation could have been avoided if I was provided a proper place to change him.” “Uhhhmmmm…okay…” She then flipped her hair and proceeded to steam some milk. I know this fell on deaf ears, but I just had to vent to someone. In my pre-baby days I never once noticed that Starbucks was seriously lacking in the parent-friendly department, but now I can’t help but get really fired up every time I think about it.
(And those of you out there completely disgusted and cringing at this…because I KNOW you’re out there… please note that I changed him on a chair and that there was a large changing pad between his ass and where others sit their ass. No bodily fluids or excrement was left behind. And we did it very discreetly. We were nowhere near any other customers.)
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