I spend 8 hours a day at different Starbucks in Los Angeles. I see and hear astounding things. Here are the stories of the people who treat the coffee shop as their office, living room, bedroom, and shrink’s couch.
A blind guy with dark glasses and white cane often comes into this Starbucks, bumping into everyone as he looks for a place to sit. He always settles in next to an attractive woman — even if she’s alone at a large table, he inevitably positions himself no more than two inches from her. And […]
At Starbucks, a woman, who works as a private detective, makes a phone call to a client who was given up for adoption many years ago: “I have good news but it’s not good news. I found a picture of your father. But it’s a mug shot.”
A pretty black woman, in her late teens, was telling a new acquaintance why she had moved to Los Angeles. “My family is sick with the mental illness and the drugs. You know how my mother died? Her brother tossed her out the window. Three stories up. She landed on her face. I found her.” […]
“I lost a husband and gained a business.” The thirty-something woman is telling this to an elderly gentleman, who comes into the Starbucks in his wheelchair. He looks like a withered gremlin, but he is charming and all the women dote on him like an old lion. She tells him she just started a photography […]
Yesterday, I mentioned how some woman came up behind me while I was parking my bike and told me, “That’s why you have a good butt and legs.” Today, at Starbucks, a black woman sitting next to me looked down at my legs and says: “Those are tiny little things.” I asked what she was […]
As I was chaining up my bike at Starbucks today in the parking lot, a woman came up within six inches of me from behind and said: “That’s why you have a good butt and legs.” I am not often left speechless, but I was on this occasion.
This is a story about enormous breasts and the havoc they cause. At one of my primary Starbucks, a collection of movie industry folks (and aspiring movie industry) folks sit at the center table. They have dubbed themselves “the bananas” because they are crazy. The other day the head banana invited me to a dinner […]
I ratted out the Angry Old Man today. He’s in his mid-80s, and his wife a few years older. He comes into the Starbucks on Allot and Ventura and leans over his cane as he glowers at anyone sitting at the table reserved for elderly and disabled people. Once when I was sitting at that […]
Sports Illustrated photographer John Iacono hangs around Starbucks fresh from covering his 47th consecutive Superbowl. He holds a photograph he took at last year’s event of New England’s five offensive linemen surrounding quarterback Tom Brady, each engaged in a block with a defender. The “perfect pocket” shot is regarded as one of the best photos […]