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.

A Robot Sent From The Past To Steal Our Megabytes.

I’ve been dreading writing this post because I’m worried that my, despite the fact that I call myself a writer, I won’t be able to capture the oddity of this particular situation. Keep in mind, while I paraphrase what I said to her, I was writing down what she was saying verbatim, as she [...]