Airports Smell Like Malls

I'm currently bored sitting in the Pittsburgh airport while sullenly eating my greasy pizza and trying to remember how I'm getting back to college. It took me a few minutes to realize that the outlet my computer was plugged into was a fiendish trap. A trap in the sense that it doesn't work, but a trap nonetheless.  The outlet was near a comfy chair and a window with a view. The only outlets that work are the ones situated by the bathrooms. Take from that what you will.