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I'm sorry, I don't speak english
09.23.07 (11:40 am)   [edit]
I'm sitting in a coffee shop. Headphones on. Have been engrossed in working on a Statement of Work for some consulting I'm doing. Sitting in a corner. There's about five other people sitting in chairs near me studying/working. It's the 'quiet zone'. People know not to talk on phones, etc. My laptop is plugged in to the electrical outlet, ditto with my cell phone - charging. There are outlets by every chair. This guy comes in. Moving tables. I'm ignoring him. (Annoyed, but ignoring.) Then he starts talking to me. I pretend like I can't hear him. So he starts waving his hands in front of me. Again, I'm focused on ignoring him. He tells me that I should only be using one cord. (Says who?) There are also 5 other outlets but he wants to use a table for four. Any way he configures himself, his cords are going to be a tripping hazard. I listen to him rant and then put my earphone back in my ear. I say nothing. Then he takes it upon himself to turn out lights and change the temperature on the thermostat. So he keeps talking to me. I look at him and say "I don't speak english" in my best French. The girl next to me can see that my work is on my screen in English. She giggles. To be continued...
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