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10:54 a.m. - 2004-05-14 Seattle, WA: No surprise here�Seattle has the largest number of coffee shops (great places for meeting people or gathering to rehash the previous night's activities). It also has the highest percentage of online daters. OK, first of all, WHO MEETS IN A COFFEE SHOP??? You know me, I talk to EVERYONE...but I never meet people in coffee shops. Everyone is either already talking to the friend they came with, or they are glued to their lap tops and/or cell phones and hooked up intraveneously to their triple tall 2% sugar-free vanilla lattes. Or they are reading The Stranger. Do you ever look over someone shoulder when they're reading the Stranger? I do, to see if they're looking at the raunchy "alternative" personals. I mean who uses those?! People seem to be willing to pay good money to put their ads in there....I want to know who these people are who spread open the weekly publication with the intention to find a "date" for that night or whatever you call it when you respond to a personal ad in the hopes of having some very specific kind of unusual sex with someone you've never met before. I want to interview such a person for my web log. Just picture...no, don't. ANyway, you can't meet people in coffee shops in Seattle....except for maybe the baristas and even that takes forever....countless visits....for them to learn your name, your drink...and having a conversation beyond What can I get you today?" "Double tall Americano with room." "That will be 2.25" "Here you go" "Thanks...Your change is 2.75" "Thanks." (plink plink plink...three quarters in the tip jar) "thanks" smile. Here's your double tall Americano with room. "thanks" "Have a good day." "You too." "Thanks." "Bye." "Bye." This happens every day. Every day. The same conversation. It takes some real thinking to venture beyond that, considering there are people in line behind you and you don't want to get into a real info-exchanging conversation, because it will be awkwardly cut off, because the peson behind you gets pissy.....it takes a serendipitous moment when you wander in and the place is empty, and the baristas look relieved to see you, as though they were just considering the possibility that the rapture had taken place, taking all of the coffee consumers up to coffee heaven. It is in those moments friendships are built.
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