Musical Chairs at Spyhouse

Today’s stop at the Uptown Spyhouse Coffee Shop was a bit of a mess.

I wanted to blog before heading to work, but finding seating was harder than usual. I eventually snagged a seat at the counter among the Mac users and ordered coffee before realizing that there were no plugs in the area.

There were not even any plugs within “obnoxiously stretching it/creating a tripping hazard” distance. I wanted to edit pictures for the blog, but my crappy-overpriced law school-issued laptop doesn’t display on full brightness unless it’s plugged in. So I was screwed.

The upside was that I was sitting by some pretty cute guys and a fun Trubble statue:

I walked to the front of the café, saw an open seat with a plug, and then scurried to grab my stuff.

The new seat was taken by the time I got my stuff, so I stood awkwardly in the middle of the café with my bag and half-full mug. Then someone took my counter seat. I felt like the loser in a game of musical chairs.

I chugged my coffee and then relocated to the Lake Street Dunn bros.

This is one of my least favorite cafes because the baristas are uncomfortably awkward. Tall gawky barista is sometimes visibly high….but there are always seats and plugs, which facilitate blograting, (new word) so no complaints here.