I have a suspicion it was the gardener and his weed whacker that cause my inkernets to become so unstable that I was forced out of the comfort of my home office and forced to spend my afternoon jackin the wi-fi from my local (15 miles from home) Starbucks.
This has to be the loudest Starbucks in the world! Sitting here for the past 4 hours I have listened to two chicks go on about how bad they want to move to the city (NYC) but its’ too expensive, three high school boys talking in spanish about some chicks they were planning to hook up with, the same three boys and the three chicks who decided to join them sit around sipping coffee barely speaking to each other before taking off to gawd knows where, the baristas discussing their thoughts on Wi-Fi and Laptops…I’ve got a massive head ache and whatever they are using to clean this place with smells like spoiled milk & Windex!
Two soy lattes later and I have found myself in a some what puzzling situation. I managed to snag the comfy chair in the corner, which also has access to a power outlet and out of the glare of the store front windows. So, what to do when I am all unpacker – laptop, cell phone, note pad, lip gloss, head phones – and I gotta pee?
My options:
- Just get up and go and hope that no one snags my gear
- Pack up my shit and lug it to the restroom with me and hope my seat is here when I return
-Hold it and order another soy latte
Decisions decisions…. I’m new to this environment…is there a code of etiquette for such scenarios?
Monday, August 13th, 2007, 9:33 PM | 
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