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Incidents.
Of note today, I wandered into a new cafe-type business where I was told that the place served food from all over the world, having me bite back a comment that I'm familiar with the concept from living in New York City, and was then told all ordering had to be done through an app. I didn't have a choice for what to do next.
I lied: "I don't have a cell phone."
Worth mentioning is two other people were at the counter and placing an order through an iPad, finalizing their rice choices. I figured, this guy doesn't need to deal with me when he has actual customers, and left. A woman outside offered to give me a pamphlet, presumably with some kind of coupon as well as information, and I lied to her in saying my phone couldn't run apps.
Both people needed a moment for their brains to recover from the shock.
Frankly, though, it seems that if a business isn't equipped for the situation of someone giving them cash for goods, it's failing as a business.
Also of note was having to search the Internet Archive on someone else's phone and the first result for "passion of the mind" got me something close to what I'd wanted, and the second result was...a thumbnail of Alan Alda from a short TV documentary on American women in the 20th century.
It was a moment sublime enough I had to wonder if it'd been engineered.
Also of note was making this with enough modifications - adding in spinach, garlic, herbs, tomato paste and chili spread - that somehow, astonishingly, smelled like a dead ringer for pizza. I don't know how I did it but I'm going to try to figure out how to do it again.
I lied: "I don't have a cell phone."
Worth mentioning is two other people were at the counter and placing an order through an iPad, finalizing their rice choices. I figured, this guy doesn't need to deal with me when he has actual customers, and left. A woman outside offered to give me a pamphlet, presumably with some kind of coupon as well as information, and I lied to her in saying my phone couldn't run apps.
Both people needed a moment for their brains to recover from the shock.
Frankly, though, it seems that if a business isn't equipped for the situation of someone giving them cash for goods, it's failing as a business.
Also of note was having to search the Internet Archive on someone else's phone and the first result for "passion of the mind" got me something close to what I'd wanted, and the second result was...a thumbnail of Alan Alda from a short TV documentary on American women in the 20th century.
It was a moment sublime enough I had to wonder if it'd been engineered.
Also of note was making this with enough modifications - adding in spinach, garlic, herbs, tomato paste and chili spread - that somehow, astonishingly, smelled like a dead ringer for pizza. I don't know how I did it but I'm going to try to figure out how to do it again.
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