In front of him sat a book with an audacious title. The Creative Class . He had tried reading it. But unlike that one customer who sat like a stone in that chair all night... Joey hadn't read more than two pages. The two pages he did read he didn't...

When I arrived at the cafe , my mystery date wasn't there. I mean maybe she was, but she never approached me. I stood around flipping between checking my phone and examining the guests, until eventually I grew anxious about loitering in the cafe without buying anything. It didn't look...