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Starbucks.

boom chicka wakka wakka boom.

So I'm at Starbucks (My regular haunt, Common Grounds, is "remodeling"), and I've been coming every day for about two weeks, so the staff has gotten to that "casual barista conversation" point.

Anyway, I'm working on my laptop, with a recent episode of the Daily Show going in the corner, when I laugh out loud at one of the jokes (Andy Samberg explainging how he got inspired to do the "Dick in a Box" video: "Well, I had this penis, and Timberlake came by. He's good at singing..."). One of the baristas asks me if I'm laughing an an email, a show, whatever, and I explain that my job involves some repetitive and tedious tasks that I've gotten so good at cranking out, that I can watch TV at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

I get up to head outside at this point, further explaining (before I'm out the door) that I wait until I'm home to watch foreign films (not saying "because I can't focus on the subtitles.").

They thought I said "porn films."

Hilarity ensued.

I'm glad I didn't add "Yeah, my girlfriend and I will occasionaly cuddle up on the couch to watch that kind of thing," which I very nearly did.

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