Hunting the Jet Lagged

It's Monday, and the highlight of my work day has to be the point when a small child projectile vomited just inside the front door. Lucky for me I'm handy with a mop, and in less then a minute the toxic spill was removed from site, much to everyone's relief. There is a strange twist to this tale however, as the mother of the child in question is a regular customer who suffered an epileptic fit our bathroom the first time she visited. Apparently anytime her, or a member of her family comes in to use the internet "something" occurs.

It's been a strange week of work really. Just after I finished yesterday's post, our 'net connection went offline. An internet cafe with out internet is a little pathetic. Trying to explain to customers that we don't actually have the internet available is almost fun, the expressions on people's faces are priceless.

At the start of the week, Waverly Steps was finally blocked off on the train station side, forcing everyone through the mall instead. We are located exactly half way down the steps in question, with Princess Street (Edinburghs main road) at the top and Waverly Train Station at the bottom. We get no end of enjoyment watching people get half way down before they notice the MASSIVE blue plywood barriers across the entrance to the train station. To even get this far, one has to have ignored two giant signs telling people to go through the mall, and two railway employees that stand there all day telling people where to go. Lucky for us, the alternate entrance to the station, i.e. the mall doors, is exactly opposite Bytes and Slices. Thus any business we would have lost due to the steps being half closed, is off-set by fifty percent of the remaining traffic being routed directly at our cafe, instead of past it. In fact some people end up inside our cafe wearing expressions that indicate they have no idea how they left the mall and ended up inside some 'net cafe. Easy prey :)