Yesterday I had some busy work to do, so I headed to my local Starbucks to sit and crank out some work. I had just dropped off the dogs at the groomer and needed to post up somewhere while I waited for them to finish. This particular Starbucks is very busy, so I was lucky to find a little table right in between two other tables. The tables at this Starbucks are a little too close to one another, but you kind of just have to make it work. When I say "kind of close" I really mean they are about 3 inches away from the next little table.

I squeezed my way in to a table between a young couple and 2 older men. I whip out my laptop and get to work and can't help but notice the young couple is literally rubbing on each other and making inappropriate gestures. At one point I had to get up to plug in my laptop charger and I kindly said, "excuse me" and they didn't even notice. So odd. Don't even get me started on strange PDA in public. Next, to my left were the two older men who looked like regulars. They were sitting with newspapers and having what seemed like an educated conversation until a train chugged by right outside the window. It was soon after the train that they got into a heated debate about how fast the train was going and where it was going. Finally, the affectionate couple got up to leave and I thought that I finally might be able to concentrate on my work. Oh no, next up we had your standard run of the mill pyramid scheme meeting. I seem to always end up sitting within an earshot of pyramid scheme meet-ups. Last time it was a popular make-up brand that shall remain nameless. Yesterday it was some juice company. "Oh, you can make thousands in just a couple of weeks ..."
As if the day couldn't get any more odd, I get a call from my groomer that went a little something like this:
"Um, Miss Megan, don't be alarmed, but there's been a fire here in our strip mall and we've evacuated. I got all the dogs out and I'm going to need you to come pick up your dogs and I will have to finish them tomorrow."
Of course, I packed up my stuff like a mad women and screeched out of the Starbucks parking lot going about 50 mph. I got to the street that the Grooming place is located on and the police had it blocked off so that the THREE fire trucks could get to the strip mall. The cop acted all huffy and told me I could NOT go past their barricade. This is when crazy Megan came out. I have a tendency to get a little crazy sometimes and I immediately turned on my Ramona Singer crazy eyes and said, "I HAVE TO PICK MY DOGS UP NOW!". We can leave the story about one time when I actually busted through a security barricade for another day.

They let me pull into a nearby parking lot where I met our hilarious groomer who was all like, "oh girrrrrl you are the only dog parent who has immediately come to pick up their dog!". She took me over to the area where all of the dogs were howling and yelping from little carriers. I was actually very impressed with her ability to get all the dogs out of the facility and into dog carriers. My poor little pups were so traumatized and to make matters worse, they had half haircuts!!!!

So there's my weird day for you all.