WiFi Needs Headphones
I'm in a bad place: the neighbor from whom I rip off WiFi has recently developed the bad habit of turning his or her computer/router off in the most inopportune moments. This weekend, for four excruciating days, the computer/router was off. My mental health is directly related to my ability to get online so I broke down and allowed myself to get ripped off by Tmobile so that in the event that my neighbor decides to torture everyone who boosts the signal, I have an alternative. Instant karma.
But using Starbucks or any other Tmobile hotspot required headphones unless you want to die the death of a thousand bad "genre discs." A few years ago it was Bob Marley they'd play on repeat - edgy but safe for the drone customers - and now they cycle through different genres, maintaining each on repeat for a few days before turning to another watered down, mind numbing, spirit crushing compilation. Yesterday they were playing "oldies" and I'm still recouperating.
Which is worse: access with bad music or mental instability? Despite it all, I feel fortunate; it could have been Christmas genre discs instead of oldies.
9:19:50 AM 
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