Mirror of Appearances, Part I

I biked to work today. It takes about an hour, and I bike along the lake. And it brings me pure joy.

For the first week, it was just about getting in shape and accomplishing the task. Now that I'm a little more used to the exercise, it frees up my mind to think about more important things. However, I also work up a ferocious sweat. Especially in this Chicago humidity.

Since the A/C has been "broken" (read: non-existent) in my old-ass office building, I had a major decision to make this morning. Do I walk over to the coffee shop and get my coffee in my sweaty biking clothes? Or, do I change first, but risk sweating in my office clothes since it will be hot as hell in the building and I will have had no chance to cool down. I opted for option 1.

"It's still early!" I thought, "no one in the coffee shop will care if I'm in my biking clothes. It's an independent coffee shop!"

Well, I was wrong about that as this coffee shop has an air of prestige (read: pretention) thicker than the 80% humidity. I have never seen more poo-poo faces as I did when I got my coffee today. Get over it, poo-poo face!!!