Tonight I found myself at Starbucks. I had just left Panera Bread. Panera closes at 8 p.m. and they offer unlimited refills on coffee. Thus, I left with a full bladder and a need to continue working. So I went into Starbucks welcoming its lovely big bathroom and better music. (Because on a side note, Panera was playing TERIBLE music this evening.)
Here's the thing. After ordering my tea and settling in, I'm busily working on my laptop (albeit crappy laptop) with my iPod blaring in my ears when this metro guy walks up to me. He asks if he can sit across from me. I was in one of the comfy chairs. I pull out an earbud and go, "What? Uh. Yeah."
So he sits and proceeds to call someone on his cell. The someone must have not picked up because he shook his head disgusted and sat there for a minute.
Okay. Was I supposed to strike up conversation with this guy?
First of all, he breached the "This is my space bubble" rule by sitting across from me. Everyone knows if there are other available seats around, there's no need to burst someones personal seating bubble. Second of all, I was clearly busy working.
Yet, somehow, as I saw him get up and leave the coffee shop I wondered if I had been rude?
You tell me.
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