This is what you can get for two Euros and fifty cents:
A cup of coffee, three hours of internet and four rolls of toilet paper.
Joanna Hudson, I want you to know that the reason I don't feel bad about sitting for hours at this cafe and only buying a cup of coffee AND stealing their property is because the people who work there are dicks.
They are cool, so cool that smiling might crack their image into a million little pieces. I know from bartending that when you're slammed, smiling is a frill. Something really great had to happen to make me smile when I was making nine cocktails while also changing a keg and fielding stupid comments from drunks.
But if business is slow and the person behind the counter is stony and dismissive, they aren't worth the paper they meant to wipe with. My ass earned it.
I also want you to know that there's another cafe I go to in Berlin where the man working behind the counter is totally quirky and nice and carries his kid in his arms when he delivers food and when the baby goes, "GAGAGA!" the dad imitates him, "GAGAGA!" and it's cute.
Here I order more than coffee and leave a big tip and I wouldn't DREAM of touching their toilet paper.