Both of these are inspired by my love of coffee, or rather wifi hotspots that spontaneously occur at coffee shops.
Either you can have someone browsing your music collection or possibly stealing your documents/images (the ones only meant to be shared with your spouse over your encrypted home network) or you have the guy at the counter who tells you ‘after’ you buy your coffee "oh yeah, you have a computer, right? well, wifi is acting up today". (by the way, the latter happened today)
I wanted to look at the guy and ask for a refund on my coffee. I’ll go to another stinking coffee shop you freak.
