Workin’ at the Internet Cafe: Laptop Dilemma
Even in paradise there is trouble lurking around the next corner, or around the time the next toilet (ok, bathroom) break beckons.
I love internet cafes. Given that my job requires hours of sitting and typing, sitting and drawing, or sitting and procrastinating, a change of scenery is welcome, allowing me to be around people without actually having to interact with them, listen to them or acknowledge their existence beyond sharing a power outlet. To me, a cafe is like a large desktop image that dispenses caffeinated beverages and scones.
