It’s a tip of the hat to the power of the human spirit when you witness the lengths someone will go in order to find a power outlet in a coffee shop.
I have been both the witness to this scenario and also the subject.
Someone strolls in with their grass fed cow leather man purse to get themselves a latte. After waiting for the barista to come back to the register before putting their change in the tip jar, they find themselves a place to sit.
And they’d like to find a place where they can be facing the general population, so their computer screen will be well hidden.
But when they find their ideal spot and finally flip open their laptop, they get fidgety. We all know the feeling. Battery is below 10%, and you were planning on reading some really cool blogs for the afternoon. And maybe FaceTime with your mom in this public place…because everyone else can just deal with it.
The scramble is on. You’re looking high. You’re looking low. You’re bending and stretching abnormally. WHERE IS AN OUTLET!! There’s begging and bartering with other customers seated in what could be THE SPOT. It’s a thing of beauty.
You start asking people and talking with STRANGERS you would have never considered interfacing with. Is there a power outlet around here???
At this point it doesn’t matter where the seat is. It could be an exposed seat next to the cream and sugar stand. It could be next to someone who smells bad or next to a family who’s kids are sluuuuuurping their chocolate milk (don’t they know that coffee shops are unspokenly 18+ establishments).
Cool goes out the window. You’d even consider a cash offer to some one if the outlet was within arms reach.
It’s quite amazing what we’re willing to do for the things we desire. When it clicks over, we stop at nothing.
