Okay, if you don't know the ending, this scene is the best-climaxed story ever. The setting: a cafe in San Fran's Mission District. The speaker: a finance manager who doing the sip-and-type thing on his laptop.

I looked up, and I saw this guy leaning into me as if he was asking a question. I leaned forward, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone fiddling with the computer cord. I tried to stand up, and as I stepped back, he stabbed me in the chest.

It's part of a new wave of crime — or people getting really pissed off at laptop workers.

Laptop thieves descend upon wireless cafes [SF Chronicle]

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