I’m in line at Second Cup and reach in for my wallet, search and scramble a little ’til the knowledge hits that I’ve forgotten it at home.  Gah!  I’m feeling like a dolt cos i just walked 15 minutes in -15 degree weather (that is very BRRRRR pour moi, okay?) specifically to come to this Second Cup to sit, chill and read.  I have no desire to walk back home and feel i need to somehow qualify the numbness in my extremities with a creative solution.  I turn around, walk out of line and into the mall section (it’s not a stand-alone coffee shop, i know, not nearly as cool but I’m working with what i got here) where i see a nearby clump of couches/chairs for shoppers.  Next to the couches i see someone’s abandoned, leftover, used, Second Cup cup… basically, it’s garbage (just not thrown into the garbage yet.. very important point).

Can you guess what I’m thinking…?

Yes, embarrassing but I’m getting desperate!  I stand there for about 30 seconds and debate in my head.  I do a 360 degree look around and proceed to confidently grab that Second Cup cup into my hands.  And then, walk straight back into Second Cup, plop myself down on a leather couch, place my garbage cup onto the coffee table, and spend the next 2 hours finishing Revolutionary Road (it’s good, btw).

Second Cup, I promise you my future business!