The staff beat the punters
hands down. Three of the waiters are worth investigating, and I'm sure
they've got a token lesbian or two if you're that way inclined.
As for the customers, a Cyberia waif and stray had obviously ventured
downtown. This might have been stretching her social umbilical cord a bit,
but it brought a bitter taste to my espresso. Why can't people with
vegetable-dyed hair and nose-rings stay at home until the rest of us have
gone elsewhere? What makes them think we're all equal? Unfortunately, this
specimen appeared to know the staff.
These were out-of-work actors with no chance of an Equity card, playing to
an audience of out-of-work polytechnic (not university) students with no
chance of a job. That's because they all did computer studies at college.