Another Coffee Story
The retired gentleman sitting alone at the table next to me seemed suspiciously quiet. There's only one person who dares sit by himself in this cafe - me. So when a half hour passed before anyone else joined him, I was only half surprised when he turned to me and asked, "do you have internet on that computer?" "Yes" I responded. "Go ahead and look me up." "Excuse me?" I said, quite surprised. "Type my name in and see what comes up." "I'm sorry, where should I type your name?" "YouTube", he responded as if everyone born in the 1930s was on the video sharing site. "Oh..." I said, even more confused than before. Maybe it was the fact that his self-promotion wasn't dressed in twitter or facebook. Or perhaps it was because I couldn't simply block or unfriend him. In this case, "no" would require a verbal, face to face answer. I tried to recover. "...Ok, what is y...