I walked across the street to my usual coffee spot this morning and there's a big line. So I get in line and wait, a few minutes pass as I grumpily think "hurry up!" thoughts to the people in front of me and look around the tiny coffee shop for the zillionth time, trying to distract myself . . . when I see a RAT run clear across the store, around the first person in line and back behind the counter!
I turned right around and walked a block away to my second favorite place for morning coffee.
What really sucks is that I'm certain there are rats in the 2nd place, too. There are rats pretty much anywhere there's food here (and many other places, too). I work in a pretty ritzy neighborhood that's cleaner than most, and it's really rare to see a rat out in the open but everyone knows they're around . . . you just don't have to think about them, usually.
I know eventually I'll get over it and the lure of good coffee will bring me back to "my" coffee place.
How many days do I have to suffer through mediocre coffee before I forget about the rat?
(and yes, I am mostly kidding. If this were my biggest concern I'd be one lucky girl!)