tales from an ordinary world

2002-01-05

A surfeit of service in Degraves St, which makes me feel bad for only ordering a coffee. The guy next to me's only having a coffee as well. Tables in front of me and behind me are eating. I can picture the day when cafes will split themselves into "eating class" and "coffee-with-optional-cigarette class". But for now, I'll greedily sit at this table all alone, with my bag on another chair (sin !) and a mere macchiato to keep me company.

Taking it logically further, all that I've bought so far today in my CBD-wanderings are 3 CDs. Is that enough ? Have I been a good consumer ?