I’m sitting in a coffee shop. Because I write in coffee shops. Happy. Scrapping along. Book work.
Then the above scene unfolds.
I write this message to the woman in the photo …
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? DO YOU NOT SEE OTHER PEOPLE SITTING HERE? WE’RE WORKING, READING, CHATTING. WE’RE TALKING TO FRIENDS, WE’RE CATCHING UP ON E-MAILS, WE’RE STUDYING FOR EXAMS, WE’RE RELAXING. NOBODY WANTS TO HEAR THE AUDIO FROM YOUR STUPID VIDEO. N-O-B-O-D-Y. HOW HARD IS IT TO WEAR SOME FUCKING HEADPHONES? SERIOUSLY, THEY’RE $8 AT CVS, $1 AT THE DOLLAR GENERAL. WHY BE THIS PRESUMPTUOUS? WE’RE NOT ALL HERE FOR YOUR AUDIO. SO STOP, BECAUSE I’M LOSING MY SHIT AND ON DEADLINE AND I KNOW THIS ISN’T A LIBRARY BUT A LITTLE PUBLIC COURTESY WOULD BE APPRECIATED. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST CUT ME A SLIVER OF A BREAK.
Thank you.
