Coffee Bean Guy: A Proper Ending to an Imaginary Saga

So I haven't been in the Coffee Bean at my usual morning time for over a month because I've been going to the gym at the crack of dawn and going to work 1 1/2 hours early. Regardless, I'd already gotten pretty bored of the situation and plus, he's kind of creepy and I don't want to chance him actually wanting to connect with me.

So my coworker Avi and I went to pick up lunch for the office today. Driving back, we were on the residential street next to our building and I was telling Avi how eclectic houses on a single LA street can be. I pointed to a rundown house and said, "Like that one...," pointed at a huge, white house with pillars, "...next to that one." He said (re: the big house), "That's a rehab house." I said, "What?" and looked at it, just as Coffee Bean Guy walks out the front door.

I started cracking up because when Sarita and I were bored and theorizing about him over IM one day, she had suggested, "What if he's in AA and the reason you always see him talking to people at Coffee Bean is because they're meetings with his sponsers?" That was so random and out of the blue that we started cracking up. But when I saw him at the rehab house, I started laughing because I would have never guessed how close Sarita was to the truth. Major props to Sarita. She IS a genius.

Anyway, God bless LA. Don't take candy from strangers.