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The standard reply from someone who doesn't want to join Twitter is usually something along the lines of, "I don't care what (insert name of semi-famous media personality) had for lunch." On days like Monday, it's kind of possible to see where they're coming from.
Slate's John Dickerson struggled with a giant sandwich
Why must the hotel club sandwich always be so ridiculously large?
The Washington Post's Ezra Klein didn't appreciate an international coffee chain urging him to go green
Caribou Coffee wants me to go green by buying cloth sleeve for my coffee, individually wraps every single stirrer in its own paper package.
Sports Illustrated's Will Carroll called out people's champ Dunkin' Donuts
Dunkin gave me a coffee with cream and sugar yesterday. OMG how do you people drink that?
ESPN basketball writer Marc Stein stumbled upon a haunted Five Guys
Five Guys in Dallas: Near-empty every time I've checked. In-N-Out in Dallas: Getting congratulatory e-mails/tweets like I've had another kid
Politico's Patrick Gavin belatedly voiced his displeasure with an overpriced cola
Just remembered that last week's $4.68 for a glass of Diet Coke at Casa Nonna was Tweet-outrage worthy
NPR's Scott Simon resisted (or didn't?) the whole food-truck fad
Kimchi Burrito at Korean Twist food truck in Portland--wow! The story of Americas stomach, too.
Business writer Heidi Moore found herself in an alternate dimension...
At ING Direct cafe to meet editor. It's a cafe full of ING Direct products, serving tea and coffee and sandwiches like an orange Starbucks
...one she didn't understand...
I was baffled. "So this is a cafe based on a bank?" I asked. "No," both the guys behind counter said. "It's a bank based on a cafe."
...nor did anyone else...
"we don't make money on any of this," one said to me, gesturing at the menu. "It's marketing. The coffee is a metaphor for how easy it is."
...even though they understood our language...
"We hope that people will open an account with us." I paused. "So you're not baristas?" "No," they said in unison. "We're bankistas."
...and sang human songs.
And then they both said, in unison with the hip-hop remake of the song currently on the sound system, "And that's just the way it is."
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