Marvin's Ideas

I went to an internet café yesterday, around 5 o’clock in the afternoon. I went over the attendant to get the number of the particular unit that will cater my needs. The number of the PC unit was 15. I sat immediately after I have located the unit. Suddenly I felt something messy on the desk particularly the mouse pad. Gosh! It was the yucky wet dirty mouse pad that I was able to lean my palms on. I didn’t notice it right before I settle because I was thinking of nothing else but to go surfing. I complained it to the attendant and gladly, she was so approachable and friendly. She replaced it with a spare pad that was obviously brandnew. Well, I guess the last user was having sweaty hands.