Smoothies, Stares, and Slow-Mo Revenge: When a Doordash Pickup Gets Awkwardly Petty

Ever had someone watch you do your job so intently that you start to wonder if you’ve been cast in the world’s most boring reality show? Well, buckle up, because today’s story is a blend of awkwardness, petty revenge, and a dash of strawberry banana. Courtesy of a Jamba Juice employee and a Doordash driver with a stare strong enough to curdle oat milk, we’re about to explore a showdown for the smoothie ages.
Our tale comes straight from the trenches of r/PettyRevenge, where user u/Fish-Kink recounts the morning they encountered the most intense gaze this side of a haunted painting. Let’s just say, the customer wasn’t the only one who got served cold that day.
The Scene: 7:15 A.M. Smoothie Standoff
Picture this: It’s early. The sun is barely up. The world is still rubbing the sleep from its eyes. You’re behind the counter at Jamba Juice, prepping orders for the breakfast crowd. Enter Alex’s Doordash driver—a man on a mission, or perhaps just in dire need of caffeine.
Our hero, the Jamba Juice employee, greets him with professionalism and the classic, “Can I get the name on your order?” After confirming, they politely ask if he’d like to take a seat while his order finishes up. Seems reasonable, right? But alas, the driver refuses. Instead, he plants himself at the end of the counter and—cue the suspenseful music—stares. Unblinking. Unmoving. Unapologetic.
The Art of the Petty Slowdown
Now, most of us in customer service have lived this moment: The customer who thinks that glaring is a substitute for patience, that somehow their laser focus will speed up your work. Spoiler alert: It never does.
But u/Fish-Kink decided to serve up a special blend—one with extra petty. Normally, they’re a smoothie savant, churning out orders at warp speed. But when the Doordash driver’s silent, heavy-breathing surveillance reached maximum awkward levels, our Jamba Juice hero made an executive decision: Operation Slow-Mo Smoothie.
Every scoop of frozen fruit, every swirl of yogurt, every press of the blender button became a deliberate act of resistance. It wasn’t malicious—just a gentle reminder that being watched like a zoo animal isn’t part of the job description. As they put it: “I did not rush, I took my damn time.”
Why This Petty Revenge Works
There’s a special kind of satisfaction in this story. It’s not about ruining someone’s day—it’s about restoring the balance of respect. Customer service workers are people, not robots. The “stare-down” move isn’t going to speed up your order, it’s just going to make things weird for everyone. And sometimes, the only way to respond to weird energy is with a little pettiness.
Plus, let’s be honest: We’ve all wanted to do this at some point. The person hovering behind you at the self-checkout. The impatient honker at the drive-thru. The “just looking” shopper who’s actually inspecting your every move. This story is for anyone who’s ever wished they could slow things down just to make a point.
Lessons from the Jamba Juice Jungle
What can we learn from this smoothie saga? Here are a few takeaways, blended to perfection:
- Respect the Process: Whether you’re waiting for a smoothie or the meaning of life, hovering and staring won’t make things go faster.
- Patience is a Virtue: Especially before 8 a.m. No amount of “huffing” will get you your acai bowl sooner.
- Petty Can Be Powerful: Sometimes, a little harmless revenge is exactly what’s needed to remind people that we’re all human.
Final Sip: Share Your Own Smoothie Showdowns!
The next time you’re tempted to stare down a barista, cashier, or fast-food wizard, remember: You might just inspire a story like this. Or worse, get your order at a glacial pace. So, let’s all blend a little more kindness (and maybe order ahead).
Have you experienced your own petty acts of workplace revenge? Or maybe you’ve been on the receiving end of someone’s slow-motion justice? Pour your stories in the comments below—I promise, we’re all ears (and maybe a little banana).
Stay smooth out there, folks!
What’s your take on this smoothie standoff? Team Jamba Juice or Team Doordasher? Drop your hottest (or coldest) customer service stories below!
Original Reddit Post: To the doordasher who stood and STARED at me the entire time I made your pickup order: