Disgruntled Russian hotshot "biznyesmyen" marches right up to counter at Starbucks, interrupting the woman ordering her drink, plunks himself on counter, and demands the barista's attention.
DISGRUNTLED HOTSHOT: I seriously can't smoke here?!
STARBUCKS BARISTA: No.
DH: Are you kidding?
DH: Fine! (Visibly exasperated, but still choosing to grace the establishment with his presence). I'll...
SB: There's a line, Sir.
DH: And you expect me to get in it?
CHORUS OF PEOPLE WAITING IN LINE: YES!
Score one for the American way of doing things. Follow the rules, dude. Treat everyone with respect. If you don't like it, leave. No one cares how much your shoes cost or how fancy your watch is.
It pleased me to no end to see him later perched on his hard little wooden chair, drinking his coffee just like everyone else, jealously eyeing the plush chairs that some graduate students had snagged before he got there. Not everyone's happy with how the city's changing...