Coffee, Tea, or............

For years this has been my Friday night routine.....
After a tough week at work, all I want to do is quietly chill a bit. Upon arriving home about 6:30, I peel off the work duds and don my week-end warrior garb. That being my alter-ego of.......
Galen G. Man...Biker Businessman.
My wife always says to me.."you must have 50 Harley T-shirts"! Hahahahaha, little does she know that it's probably closer to 90. I try and find my most obnoxious dangly ear ring,...( I have a huge skull and cross-bones with piercing emerald eyes). I put my long flowing hair back in a pony tail. Black Levis, and a leather vest. Yeah Baby...Sleazy Rider!!
Then (sometimes the family is too embarassed to go with me) I head off to Borders Book Store. I enjoy coffee much more than booze. And sometimes they have local entertainment like poetry readings, New-Age improvisation, Celtic singers, blah blah blah. Because of this, the small cafe' fills up early in the evening, thats why I leave home early enough to procure a table.
Upon arrival I usually get the house brew, grab a few tatoo and biker rags, and sit back and observe.......Every week you see the same people.
1.) The elementary teacher correcting papers.
2.) The table of caffeine saturated teen-agers churning out a term paper.( group effort)
3.) The 'just came from the gym' jogging couple.
4.) The group of four late arrivals that stare at you dirty because you have a table, and they don't.
5.) The bubbly chick that is always trying to schlep some muti-level marketing scheme to a few of her friends.
6.) The recovering alcoholic that craves the crowd action, but doesn't dare go into a bar.
7.) The nearly blind Jewish guy that holds the novel that he is reading about 2 inches from his face.( he always wears his yamulke)
8.) And always a crowd favorite...Computer Boy! My son coined that term to him because up until 9:00 you can find him at the food court at the mall( about a mile away) sitting in front of his lap-top, grinning and talking to himself on his wireless. Then when the mall closes he comes to Borders because they are open till 11:00.
Of course, somewhere in the crowd, is a person observing her surroundings also, her eyes glance toward me( Hmmmm, not bad looking for his age, needs to drop about 40 or 50 pounds though, I wonder what HE does for a living? Probably works in a garage..if at all! Nice hair, is it real? Reads the same shit every week. I wonder if he really has a Harley, or is he just a wanna be? He always flirts with me...no, maybe he's just friendly. Nice tats.........) DILLIGAF?.......G-Man.