So I’m working from a coffee shop here in Boulder Colorado, minding my own business for the most part. I noticed two unavoidable things. The guys in Boulder are very forward in a fixed-starey way, they make things pretty obvious. I realised early on that my usual response of laughing invites the next step and so I snuffle it, which is hard, because seriously those stares are so unsexy its hilarious. There have also been a few weirdos in the coffee shop today. This one was my favourite:

A guy swaggers in with large loping steps, very expensive European urban styling, his long scarf swooshing as he does a very affected walk. He is speaking very loudly in a booming important voice to himself, as if he is on Bluetooth, every now and then with jazz hands. He sits down for an hour with his coffee and proceeds to talk about every person he sees in the room including myself, in-between very important business-sounding discussions. The point I turned and realised he wasn’t wearing Bluetooth was when he announced, “Oh!! Do you want to see a magic trick? OK!” and proceeded to do the magic trick with jazz hands, to much applause on the other end of the imaginary phone.

I’m not getting much work done, but at least its entertaining.