In cafe. On laptop.
Older woman sits down at a table near me.
“You have a hotspot.”
“What?”
“You have a hotspot.”
“Ok.”
I have no idea why she says I have a “hotspot” or if she actually knows what she’s talking about.
She continues, “You must travel a lot.”
“Sometimes.”
“Not every place offers WIFI.”
“That’s true.”
“How much do you pay?”
“For what?”
“Your hotspot.”
At this point I don’t have the heart to tell her that I don’t have a “hotspot”.
I don’t have a USB modem. And while I can use my phone to create a WIFI hotspot, I’m not doing that. I’m using the cafe WIFI.
“35 dollars.” (that’s how much I pay for my phone service)
“That’s a good price.”
…
That awkward moment you kind of lie to an old lady because you don’t want to disappoint her with your lack of having the hotspot she insisted you had.
…
5 minutes later…
*In other news, she just pulled out an iPhone 6s.