I've had an interesting life, so it only came as a slight surprise
what happened today.
I was looking for a place to sit in the sun and have a coffee.
Today is definitely one of the last semi-warm days to be able to
do this in Vancouver. Soon, the rain will start and the
temperature will drop down to seven or eight degrees celcius, and
close to three to four overnight, on average. Basically, we get
the same weather as Seattle does, if that means anything.
I went over to Starbucks, which was the best place that would
serve the purpose for today. Normally, I will go to any other
coffee shop - just a personal taste on coffee. Today, however,
they get my business because of the perfect outdoor seating.
I had only been sitting for a few minutes, when I glanced over to
the table next to me, and noticed a man who was working away
writing something. I could tell that he was probably homeless, or
at least quite down on his luck. I say this, not just because of
his scruffy appearance, but his cart/buggy that was parked next to
him, a few feet away. Just as I brought my glance back to my cell
phone, the man asked me if I knew how to spell something. I
asked him what the word was again, as I had not heard it clearly.
"Hmmmmm,"I replied, "I'm pretty sure it's T,E,T,H,E,R."
He asked if I was sure, and I said that I was pretty sure.
Interesting word, I thought. I did have to think about the
spelling for a second, being that it was not a word I can ever
recall writing.
