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.

LA Is Too Easy.

Yes, I know it’s been a while.  Part of the reason for that is my move to LA.  It’s not that I’ve run out of crazy people… far from it.  It’s that there are too many crazy people and they don’t even bother to hide it.  They fall into stereotypes, openly talk about sex acts, and play boomboxes for everyone in a 50 foot radius to hear.

Just now, the man paying for his coffee in front of my paid entirely change, from what appeared to be a small hat box.  He also happened to be very Jewish, yarmulke and all.  Reality, please stop writing jokes.  That’s my job.  Let’s at least try to keep things sporting.

P.S. Sorry about the framing and blurriness of the photo.  I was pretending to txt.

P.P.S. What would someone even keep in a hatbox that small?

P.P.P.S.  Ohhhhhhhh!

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1. Lyndzi January 7, 2010 6:08 pm

   Umm… i think he stole the tzedaka jar from the synogogue.

2. Drew January 17, 2010 6:53 am

   Was there an even smaller Jew inside the box helping him count his change?