the closer

the other morning, i was walking across moscone and i had to use the restroom badly.  i had been drinking coffee all morning and it caught up with me.

i still had my starbucks in hand from across the bay so my conscience figured it would be less impolite if i walked into the starbucks here to use their restroom.

i waltzed in, read "sorry, out of order :(" on the restroom door, went in anyway, fixed the toilet, used it, and walked out.

i may not always be the closer, but i will be the fixer.