I made the mistake of bringing my work to Starbucks for a much needed change of pace. I had a Frappacino, caramel, light (lite?), which was startlingly delicious. But it was busy, which would have been ok, except I forgot it would be full of BABIES. Everywhere I looked, babies, babies, babies. After an hour and a half, my whole self was thrumming with broodiness, my nipples were literally tingling with near-let down.
God.
Don't get excited. There'll be none of that, the cons outweigh the pros by a more than significant majority (like 98%). But, another excellent use for the off switch, indeed.
While I was there, though, I saw another stage of childhood oddly illustrated. About six 11 year old boys came in, I think alone. They had skinny jeans and spiky/mullety haircuts of the current unfortunate fashion and they got big mugs of hot chocolate? Latte? and muffins and cakes, and they sat round quietly together having a spirited but civilised coffee shop experience. It was weird. I wanted to turn to someone and say, would you look at the wee boys, all civilised, amidst the yummy mummies.
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The skinny jeans & birdsnest hair thing droves me demented, did they have those yassar arafat scarfs around their scrawny necks too?
Quite possibly. But they were impressively civilised wee men nonetheless.
It was startling. A coffee shop...
Should they have been at school, no?
That occurred to me. Perhaps they were on a sociological field trip.
Or they were teeny mini growth arrested homosexuals.
Speaking of which, did you read two men were jailed for doing stuff with a 14 year old boy they met on a gay dating site?
One was a teacher and actor.
Bad move, career wise, there.
I bet they robbed the place after you'd left.
I actually can't sit in those places, I'm not graceful enough. I knock stuff over.
I saw that about the two guys, the boy needs a kick in the arse mind.
Who was the guy in 'Fair City'? Not that I've seen it in 8 years.
I can happily say I have no idea.
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