My name is Brad. I am a writer, I am awkward in social situations, and I spend a lot of time in coffee shops trying to escape all of the terribly distracting things I find at home (video games, movies, tv, cats, comics, vitamin water, robots, etc.). I rotate amongst local coffee shops throughout the week so that no single location becomes too familiar with my presence. Spending any appreciable amount of time in one place is bound to make you privy to the occasional odd situation, but I have come to believe that coffee shops are breeding grounds for weird. The following is my account of the wonderfully weird and horribly awkward situations I have encountered.

Two Trash Cans Diverged in the Woods…

A man had some papers he needed to throw away. There were a multitude of options:

A) Trash can by door.
B) Trash can by counter.
C) Trash can near the place with all the creamer and sugar and cinnamon and stuff.
D) Trash can in the men’s room.

Which option did he choose?

He went a write-in of…

E) Trash can in the ladies room. Twice.

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