Giving Into Culture

So I find myself in a Starbucks in downtown Chicago, eating a bagel, drinking a white chocolate mocha, and working on my apple macbook pro. Who am I?

I had to be downtown for a meeting at 9:30, and instead of trying to drive in I came in with my mom. Since I had about an hour to spare, I figured Starbucks would have some form of wifi, plus I could get some form of coffee to wake myself up. It’s kind of a nice experience. I’m up early, I’m working…getting stuff done.

What has the culture turned me into?