Sometimes you wish you hadn’t forgotten your iPod
[Currently listening to: Amor Porteno from the album "Lunático" by Gotan Project]
Like today, having a caffein lacking induced headache I went to the local Starbucks (yeah so sue me, I’d rather been at Artigiano, but I was too lazy to hoof it over there, anyway, on with the story), get a Latte and some “cake” and sit down to finish a book.
Not 10 minutes in a “woman” (I am not quite sure, could have been a transsexual or a very hardcore lesbian) sits down and starts yelling into her phone. That was sort of annoying, but it really but annoying when s/he started screaming “Oh my god!!!!!” over and over into her fucking cell phone.
What made it really bad though was that s/he was aware of that fact because at one point in time s/he said: “Oh, I can never again go back into this Starbucks”.
Man, either a pump gun or my iPod would have been good…..
After s/he moved on I finished my book, but some people really shouldn’t be allowed to own a cell.
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Not sure if I’m sadder for you that you couldn’t read in peace, or that you had to resort to Starbucks.
Actually, I had no other option yesterday, myself. The ineperienced staff said they could not do an espresso frapuccino for me. They said it didn’t work (would be lumpy, they said), have to use regular coffee. I told them I had one almost everyday in summer in Tokyo for several years and they still wouldn’t help. Dorks. So I ordered a mocha frap (made with regular coffee) and asked them to put in an espresso shot (so that the drink would taste like esppresso). They did it, but were very reluctant to put the shot in the blender – they were going to give it to me on the side. Pul-leez.