The Bequeathed Booth 4/11/23

As we know, timing is everything. Once again, the booth bequeathed itself to me as if to welcome me to the experience and give me a civilized place in which to drink coffee. Civilized is over the top, but I must express my appreciation for a booth. I immediately set up camp. I deployed my laptop, phone, book, and water, while keeping a watchful eye on the barista with my order. I saw she was completing my Rosetta and I made my way to the bar. Before having a chance to call my name she spotted me coming over the ridge. She granted me a brief smile and a hearty, “Enjoy!”