Meeting Places

“Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after.” Anne Morrow Lindbergh

I met with Maureen, the marrying woman, this morning. Marrying people is her business, one she fell into when she bought a Victorian house that had been used as a wedding chapel. People kept showing up at her door asking about weddings, so she figured she might as well give them what they wanted. She’s been very successful at growing her business over the past five years.

We get together every other week for a couple of hours to talk about our business goals and accomplishments and to share ideas and resources. When people work at home alone, they lose the social connections that most people enjoy on the job. For each meeting, we choose a different coffee house or restaurant in our North Denver neighborhood. Most of the time we enjoy the company, the ambiance and the information exchange. Not this morning.

Today we met at a yuppie gathering spot just three blocks from my house. I’ve been wanting to check it out, but since I don’t drink coffee, I don’t hang out much at such places. It is in a nicely renovated 100-year old building at the intersection of two busy streets. The space is tiny, noisy and overly crowded. It’s also overpriced. We struggled the whole time to keep the sun, which streamed in through the 14-foot windows, out of our eyes. I can’t figure out why it’s so popular. We won’t be going there again.

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