This past Monday when I drove by and saw you boarding up you your storefront windows, I was ticked at you. I mean, I knew you were going to close down sometime in the Spring, and that didn’t sit well with me from the moment I heard the news. So imagine my surprise when I saw you had jumped the gun on me 4 months too early.
I know it’s all about the almighty dollar with you, and apparently my little neighborhood store was under-preforming. I get that.
What I don’t get is how could you do this to me, to my neighborhood, so unexpectedly? What about all those holiday drinks I was to sip on? What about those lovely people that you employed that lost their job without a days notice? And during the holidays? Are you serious? I thought you were better than that.
Why don’t you understand that the last thing my neighborhood needs is another boarded up building (we have enough of those thankyouverymuch.) And anyway, it was your idea to open up an “urban” store. You said you would try to revitalize neighborhood. Don’t you remember? You even sent out Magic Johnson for the grand opening.
And then I heard the news….of what happened and how it all went down.
2 armed robberies in the course of 48 hours. One this past Saturday night and one that very next Monday morning.
Starbucks, I understand why you did what you did. Please close your doors on this store forever (teeth clenched over here). Let’s face it, I’m sure you don’t pay your employees enough to risk their lives over brewing espresso.
Starbucks I apologize that sometimes my neighborhood just plan sucks. That people as so very desperate that they use violence and crime to solve their problems.
I will continue to visit other Starbucks stores (like every blue moon, because dude, your drinks cost a fortune). I will continue to live where I live, because I love it, and I want to cultivate change.
Even though you “chickened out”. I won’t. I’m here to stay (with my doors dead bolted, alarm set, and coffee pot on).