It all comes down to the ageless debate, really. Is man inherently good or inherently evil? But that question must be qualified for the sake of my situation: is the average Starbucks customer inherently evil or good?
I face this dilemma every time I find myself at the coffee shop in Barnes and Noble. I settle down for a nice afternoon of pointless internet browsing and skimming intellectual-looking books, sipping my venti White Mocha. And then, about two hours in, suddenly I start to feel uneasy. Too much coffee has been consumed and I am in need of a quick trip to the ladies’ room. But now I face a dilemma: what to do with my computer.
Option number one: I trust mankind in general. So I leave my computer on the table, exposed to the passersby, trusting that no one will steal my computer, or rather trusting that the other customers and coffee-lovers around me will have the decency to stop someone from taking it unlawfully. After all, that’s what I’d do if I saw someone trying to steal that nice Macbook on the next table over. But what if I’m sitting next to a more apathetic individual who perhaps doesn’t believe in the same school of ethics I do? What if he or she doesn’t believe in the right to intervene, or even worse, he or she actually is a practiced thief? I would have a hard time believing that crooks hang out in Starbucks and read Tolstoy and Shakespeare, but who knows? Most of the super-villains in movies listen to classical music, so anything’s possible.
Option number two: I distrust mankind and pack my computer up and take it with me, leaving some small non-valuable object to reserve my table. This seems the smarter option, but it’s really bothersome to pack up my laptop every time I have to leave the table. It’s a lot of work, putting my laptop on standby, disconnecting everything, putting it in my bag, deciding what to leave and what to take, etc. And then, when that guy across the table gets up for a break and leaves his $2000 Mac laptop on the table for twenty minutes, I feel like a dumbass. And I feel like he’s thinking I’m one too, for taking my laptop with me. Maybe he would’ve watched mine for me. Maybe he would’ve warded off a thief with his secret skill of kick-boxing or kung fu.
Such is the quandary I fall into every time I visit a coffee shop. However, I’ve recently discovered a third, middle-road option, and here it is: Take a friend to Starbucks. How convenient! Not only can he or she sit with your laptop and belongings when you must leave the table, but you can also reciprocate for him or her. Besides, coffee and books are always better when combined with good company.
Maybe one of these days I will actually address the issue of the goodness or evilness of man’s nature. That might be fun. All I can think of though is that awesome episode of Community where Jeff and Annie join the debate team and take on that weird kid in the wheelchair...