What ever happened to private conversations?

I'm pretty sure I could support an entire blog dedicated to nothing more than things I've overheard at Starbucks. Most recently I heaped my things on the main table, took out my notebook, set myself up, and only then took notice of the two men talking in tones of fluctuating volumes. The loud parts were about doctors and tests, the lowered parts were about levels of contagious. All I'm saying is if you're going to have a conversation about how contagious you are (or could be) please please please don't do it at a Starbucks in midtown. And, for that matter, if you're going to have a phone conversation at Starbucks please recognize that we can hear you. So, if you're going to call tech support and ream out the accented technician you can't really hang up and just pretend like nothing really happened.