The world of Starbucks
Sunday brings another round of dilemma - whether to take my weekly off or to push ahead with my dreary immense reading backlog. Starbucks is truly a microcosm of urban elite American life, especially if its located near a theatre. People of all walks of life will hover around - the teenager “just chilling”, the omnipresent business type who spreads his or her stuff over two tables and blocking us all or just the idler ordering a latte before attempting to find Nemo. The off-and-on rain is typical of the Atlantan yo-yo weather but the unbearable heat today made the confines of Starbucks quite pleasant.