The Power of Observation

Today I needed to run a quick errand and ended up having one of those moments that makes you wonder about people in a WTF kind of way.

One of the managers that works for my wife is based in China and he loves good coffee but good locally roasted whole bean coffee is not an everyday sight in China so once a month I make a point of sending him 4 or 5 lbs of coffee that I get from a local company in Redwood City called Connoisseur Coffee. Today I drove down there, parked and as soon as I got out of my car I smelled a fantastic and very powerful aroma that was definitely coffee but also something else.

I walk up to the building and I’m on my phone not paying attention until I reach for the door and find a piece of plywood covering it. I look and the windows are blackx, a large section is plywooded up, the exterior of the building is charred and in front of me is a large pile of blackened and wet fire debris. There was clearly a fire.

As I’m standing there a woman walks up to me, walking around the pile of fire debris blocking her path on the sidewalk and rather hysterically says, and I am not making this up, “oh my god, what happened… did they get robbed!”.