Cafe shows pay and aren't just background noise.

The funny thing is we all make these perfect little travel plans like we're running a military operation. Then reality hits and you're just a guy in an airport food court at 11 PM, weighing the cost of a last minute hotel against just sleeping right there on the floor. My work just gets a frantic email from the floor of gate B12 that says 'something came up.' It's fine, they love when my deadlines become flexible based on my level of desperation.