Starbucks. Early afternoon. My wife and I are sitting at a bar facing the window. I'm looking out into the street people-watching while enjoying one of the greatest beverages that god has ever allowed to grace our planet: the White Chocolate Frappuccino (white chocolate mocha in winter. But please note that god's absolute greatest beverage remains the Pumpkin Spice Latte). Anyhow, my wife is cracking open her new Macbook to do a little surfing while enjoying some type of non-fat, soy, sugarless, funless, soulless, Whole Foods hippie-ish, fake coffee-acai-grass-chocolate-tea concoction. Her Macbook does an auto refresh to pick up the strongest WiFi signals and reports the following:
Astute readers will notice that in addition to the typical 'attwifi' offered by Starbucks, another intriguing WiFi option presented itself. Despite what its name might insinuate, I'm fairly certain a man is responsible for this. So I'm imagining an exquisite situation one day where the male owner of that wireless router is on the phone with his ISP's technical support and needs to give another male technician the name and password for the router he once thought was oh-so-cleverly named. Perhaps this is only wishful thinking, but I'd like to believe that irony occasionally likes to take a shit on stupid people.
I would like to believe that irony takes a shit on stupid people too.
Also, a Pumpkin Spice Latte is the nectar of the gods.
@ Red Cynic: 100% agreement on both counts. Now if Starbucks could make a drink that had hints of pumpkin AND took shits on stupid people...
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