I strutted down the catwalk…. I mean through the doors of a trendy b-fast restaurant last Saturday. My favorite Kate spade pencils were tauntingly pressed against my notebook in anticipation; on this beautiful day, in this quiet oasis, I was eager to write. It was while waiting for my table, that I first noticed the 20-something with a long sullen face and slouched shoulders. She quite clearly wasn’t feeling as sunny-side up as her eggs. OK! So someone needs to chug her coffee – that was my first thought. I smiled and stifled a giggle.