I fell asleep in the office last night. Before you feel sorry for me or incredibly impressed with my work ethic, I was waiting for the computer to convert a large file by watching Adult Swim on the plasma TV.
Anyway.
I woke up this morning (I’m having to reconvert the file – too big) thinking, “I wish I had my toothbrush”. Actually, I was thinking something else, but that isn’t for you to know. But I did want my toothbrush and then I remembered there is a CVS, like, a quarter of a block from here, so I take a shower, restart the file conversion, and head to the elevator. At CVS I pick up the required items and at the checkout pick up some of that Stride gum that kids these days are talking about.
I see Starbucks and realize that all I really want from life is a cream cheese danish.
Starbucks, ho.
As I’m walking into Starbucks, I’m following a homeless guy. Unfortunately, my initial reaction was, “well, this guy doesn’t really fit the demographic.” Jerk. He points at something behind the glass and the cashier hands it too him. These guys obviously have a system. As the homeless guy walks out of with his charitable donation, I order my cream cheesy heaven and reconsider the assumption that Starbucks has signed in expresso a pact with the devil. I mean who do they think they are being everywhere, being expensive, and thinking they can make movies. Maybe not.
Maybe I just don’t fit the demographic.