I will try again.
I have no credit cards because as recently as 18 months ago I was doing Uber Eats deliveries between gigs, all of which to that point had scarcely paid better than journalism. So there is nothing to access there because I will forever be a broke-ass imposter in a grown-up costume.
When I say I am unused to this world, I truly mean it.
I just need to kill three hours in the middle of the afternoon, have some lunch and I’m sure my employer would like me to take a stab at opening my laptop and being semi-productive. If a lounge is a better option for that than finding some random airport bar and hanging around after lunch while running off my hotspot, then I’m willing to do it. If not, no skin off my nose.