Setting up shop in a public place, whether it be a cafe or a tavern, always runs the risk of outside influences ruining your workaday vibe.  Maybe you are a non-smoker and the only smoker in the place lights up right next to you.  Maybe the Starbucks soundtrack for the day is the new Paul McCartney album over and over and over.

This evening I had the special joy of a neighbor who – in an effort to appear sophisticated? – ordered a cosmo … with bleu cheese stuffed olives.  Inside the cosmo.  I shit you not.

Working in public requires a certain amount of rolling with the punches.  But if something like this happens to you, you might as well Twitter it and then pack it up.  You can’t work with that going on next to you.