remember seeing my mother working closing and opening shifts one after the other. At the time, she was a shift supervisor at Starbucks. That meant that she would be home around 10 p.m. and leave for work at 4 a.m. the next morning. This was three years before I would become a partner and even then it was clear that something wasn’t right.
I’m a Second-Generation Starbucks Barista. And I Want a Fair Workweek.
Darrion Sjoquist
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