Observations from a Starbucks Chair

So the other day, I'm in Starbucks, minding my own business, doing work, and enjoying my holiday red cup. Nevermind the fact that my job offers flexibility and for me to work at Starbucks if I so choose--the atmosphere is great to kick start the creativity. So there I sat, my creative juices bubbling when all of a sudden...

WHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!

MOOMMMMMMM!!!!



WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

My creative glass ceiling cracks by the sound of 3 small children running amok in front of me. Spilling milk on the floor, dumping sugar packets, throwing straws, using those same straws to suck up the aforementioned milk, and most importantly disturbing patrons...and all while the mother sat there AND LAUGHED. She didn't move, except her hand to her mouth to enjoy her coffee.

The store manager comes over and politely asks her to keep her children quiet. 

Whew, I've dodged a bullet. Now I can focus on work. And that's when I look up just in time to see a milk carafe whiz right past my head and narrowly miss my overpriced expensive leather handbag that I really love a lot. And what does the mother? She whips out her phone to send some texts.

And this is just another story that falls into the "I Shit You Not" file.