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Name: Crazy Bitch
Home: Portland, Oregon, United States
About Me: I've always enjoyed writing, so long as it's something I know about - like me. I'm a student. A mother. A sister. A homeowner. A perfectionist. I try to keep them as separate as possible, but sometimes they intertwine - which is NEVER a good thing. I love shoes. I love dancing, although I don't really know how. I love loud music, bonfires and the occasional glass of beer. I love my family. I love my life. And ever so slowly, I'm learning to love myself.
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| Coffee, Conversation, and... Children |
| Wednesday, October 19, 2005 |
Have you ever been somewhere that you just wanted to stand up and scream, "Shut the Fuck Up!"? I went to my coffee shop today. My coffee shop that's completely dead during the week. My coffee shop that's quiet enough to study in.
But TODAY, when I absolutely need to study - everyone is talking! A group of men gabbing - rather loudly, kept my concentration at bay. I couldn't figure out if they were contractors or farmers on their day off. Either way, just when they finally all get up to leave, and I give a mental shout of "THANK GOD" one of them said, "hey, check this out..." and proceeds to get out his laptop. Then they all stood around the laptop ohhh-ing and ahhh-ing for another 10 minutes. How lovely.
And while I'm in bitch mode...
I think there should be a sign on coffee shop windows that reads:
CHECK YOUR CHILDREN AT THE CAR DOOR
Children and coffee shops do not mix. Whoever invented the quaint café did not include miniature cups, tables or chairs in their design. Hence, no invitation for those under 18 - oh, I mean 16.
I guess that's what happens when the coffee house industry creates a frappaccino with no coffee, i.e. milkshake.
Hmm, maybe that café down the road has one of those signs... |
posted by Crazy Bitch @ 2:52 PM   |
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