I’m here at a Starbucks in NYC, using their wireless internet. (There are about 40 Starbucks in lower Manhattan… it makes it very easy for me to get online.) It’s a very large store– the largest one I’ve seen– there are about 50 tables’ worth of people sitting down engaged in various activities. In the past couple hours of sitting here working on the computer, here’s what I’ve seen inside this store:
- one guy who locked himself in the bathroom and wouldn’t come out, resulting in a hilarious shouting match through the door between him and the management. He wasn’t even a homeless person– he was a nicely-dressed, paying customer.
- One old guy in a leather motorcycle jacket, slowly blowing up several balloons for no obvious reason.
- The proverbial “guy talking to himself.” I have a feeling that in Manhattan, this is a rather standard thing to see.
- Just now, some man came in, followed by three young girls. He held a light-up plastic sword aloft. They all slowly conducted their own parade through the store, then left.
The other day on the subway, I saw a bumfight and a guy playing bagpipes.
Thank you, universe, for the puppet show you’ve given me here in New York!