I'm at Panera's, working on my Ethics of Pro Bono service paper. I just took out my earplugs to be with the world again. Across from me is a group of 6 Europeans who I assume to be grad students. First, I'm very distracted by the manner by which they are eating their sammies. They don't move their bodies when they chew, and seems like they have more chews per bite than we appear to do. It's making me hungry again, even though I've just finished my dinner. Second, I can't help but eavesdrop on everything they're saying. Not that what they're saying is particularly interesting but I find their matter-of-fact tone easy on the ears. But to top it off, I can't help but stare at this one guy who is wearing a really fruity knit sweater with stripes going down the arms - ATLANTA runs across his chest. Represent.