THE GOSSIP

Not really sure why I feel the need to leave the apt to study. As if the public toilets aren't bad enough, I sat bundled up in the freezing cold coffee shop today beside a fidgety foul smelling homeless person who insisted on talking to themselves. I thought about suggesting they go sit and talk to the other person talking to themselves over by the window (a large black man talking to himself in cartoon voices).
And to top it all off, actual conversations I overheard while not concentrating on my reading...
"I used to do heroin when it was socially acceptable"

"I'm on welfare now. Have you ever been on welfare?" to a stranger..."Who? Me? Umm, not recently"

Oh and an elderly lady after noticing me reading..."Do they ever kick you out of here after so long?"

This is my alternative to the snobby place down the street with the realllllly good soy cappuccino that only lets couples sit at the tables.