I Blame Coffee

It’s not often that you get a chance to share an important first experience with a man, but you are all witness to my first opening of my laptop to “work” in a Starbuck’s, or any coffee shop for that matter.  It’s not my first time physically entering a Starbuck’s.  I’ve passed through and I’ve always wondered what all of these people were doing with their inherently hydrophobic computers purposefully placed next to  paper cups filled with liquid.  These people are always here, at all times of the day and night.   It’s as if they have no jobs or homes to go to.  Now I’m one of those people that people like me wonder about.