I want this lady's job. Seriously.
Three of the four days I was in the office this week, this woman sat, just like this, outside. See, we have a little cafe on the first floor, with a few outdoor seats. Only this woman brings her lunch. And a drink from a gas station. And reads a book. For hours on end. The tables do not belong to the paper, or the building. They are the cafe's. They are for customers, and they're often full. Crazy reading bag lady, they are not for you.
Hilarious.
Posted by: Laura in Austin | May 19, 2008 at 07:38 AM