Starbucks (Mis)adventures
Yesterday I went to Starbucks. Highlight of the night (aside from bonding and consuming multiple frappuccinos) was when the man sitting beside us decided to use his newspaper as a kleenex. He buried his entire head in it and sneezed several times, and then continued reading it (This in no way bothers me as I am not a germaphobe. There is no such thing as the five second rule with me. If food falls on the floor, short of someone stepping on it, I consider it safe to eat). However, I may or may not (I did) have had a laugh attack. They plague me.
