In my town there have been a host of tiny shop fronts opening up that contain a server, a few PCs and some furniture. They offer Internet access by the hour and proudly proclaim their status as Internet Cafes.
What annoys me is that the owners (mostly band-wagoneers woefully out of date) seem to think that a service that provides Internet access is a “café”, when what most of us will realise is that the original Internet cafes were actually cafes that also provided Internet access. The café part of the name refers to the serving of coffee, tea and light snacks.
I want to go into these little places and ask for a full English breakfast, or a croissant and a latte.
I might take a camera to record the look of confusion on their face.
3 comments:
Sigh...
Is that sigh aimed at people, or at me? :D
If, the next time we meet, there's smoke coming from your head, I'll assume you're pacifying your bees... ;)
If I walk down the main road to Beth's place, I go past about three of the damn places. They do food... so long as you want Indian scoff- they're Pakistani or Indian owned. They do cheap phone calls as well, if you want to talk to Uncle Abdul in Lahore...
I may go in for a lamb Google sometime.
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