Continuing on the theme of freelance cliche: I am working on my laptop in a coffee shop. Yes, I am one of the annoying Mac users with hipster glasses making my mobile lifestyle work for me. (However, I am not at a chain. Yay, independents! And if it makes you feel better, I just dropped off my car and am using my science articles to deaden the fear that I need a new clutch.) Usually I adore working in coffee shops, as long as no one annoying is sitting near me. And today, I have the young man beside me and there is good music playing.
So what’s my problem?
1. The two-year-old at the next table is playing peek-a-boo with me and I can’t get a goddamned thing done. She’s really cute.
2. I can’t read phrases such as “whole mount in situ hybridization” out loud to check its hyphenation (or lack thereof).
3. This strange feeling of well-being makes me forget to curse a lot, and then you guys are going to get bored and read some other miserable motherfucker’s blog.
Where do you work?