I went to the hybrid Dunkin' Donuts/Blimpies before seeing Leaves of Glass (with Euan Morton) at Theater Row of Doom yesterday, and it was their last night in business. I hope they were driven out by all the nearby Starbucks', and not that we've just lost our interest in coffee and doughnuts.

Anyway, there was a middle-aged Hispanic man saying his good-byes and shaking the managers' hands and it turns out he's worked there for eight and a half years. He probably showed up every single day and left making little more than minimum wage. Which reminded me that there are people with real problems in this world, and I'm not one of them. So I've been thinking about him and hoping he lands somewhere good soon.