Aforementioned cafe hacking was in Borders on Oxford St (in London),
Wed, 24 Jul 2002 16:37:46 +0000
Aforementioned cafe hacking was in Borders on Oxford St (in London), after a shorter-than-expected meeting with the accountant. After finishing my battery and my orange juice (and confirming that both of my wireless cards work, insofar as the ability to find the access point for some random local wireless network denotes workingness) I went off in search of electricity.
Twenty minutes later I was accosted by an employee who told me that I couldn't plug that in there. She was perfectly polite about it, and maybe it is official policy there, but it seems kind of an odd policy when so many other places (airports, train stations, even the train I took to London) either tolerate or encourage it. Oh well.
So I came home instead.