Sitting in a coffee shop, drinking medium roast (es gooood), soaking up the free Wifi. Observing.
Oh dear. I love watching middle school girls. Wait. That sounded awful! I am not a perv! What I mean, is I love hearing their conversations, and observing their actions.
I am going to have a middle school girl one of these days, and I need to get used to this junk. I know I was a middle school girl once, but I can't imagine that I ever acted like this.
Two Catholic middle school girls just came in the coffee shop and ordered....Iced Hot Chocolate, with shots of espresso. They very dramatically discuss math homework, how many texts they got after school, how overbearing their mothers are....and this is just within two minutes. I highly doubt they are in need of espresso!
The one with the mature voice has volleyball tryouts later. Wait? It's volleyball season? I dunno. Maybe things are different these days.
The one with the wearing multi-colored rubber bracelets is eating candy with her iced hot choc. They both wear headbands with ponytails. And the one who has vball tryouts just wrote something on her hand so she doesn't forget. So cute.
These seem like really nice girls. I hope Claire is a nice 12-year-old. And not one of those catty, clique-y ones we had at my middle school.
Wait - the girl who wrote on her hand has two cell phones! Two Cell Phones! Why? The bracelet girl is knocking back the Starbursts.
They talk really, really fast, and the conversation is funny. They are dreaming about what they'd do with all the money they get from their divorce. There are yachts involved, traveling. I think it's some kind of multiple choice fantasy game? Like, um remember those fortune things we used to make out of paper, where you determine your future? Kind of like that. Except cell phones are used now. Yes, I'm right! "At the age of 22, you'll be in college, majoring in math, and you will fall in love with Taylor, and he'll say he needs time on his own, and really mean it this time, and then you'll become a successful person, then you'll get married, then you'll get old and wrinkly.....then Taylor will be jealous and kill himself and I'll be laughing at his funeral. Oh wait - I love this song. Is the answer to number one 18?" Great fun, right?
Is it bad that I'd like to now try iced hot chocolate?
You know what? I could totally work in a coffee shop. I wonder if this lady needs any help?
I think I'll do this more often. Just go sit someplace and blog about what I see. Kinda fun.
4 comments:
fucking rad. you *should* blog people! everyday. just for me.
Multi-color rubber bracelets typically represent what they are willing to do...if you know what I mean. Take it from a middle school teacher.
What? OMG! Not my sweet little candy-eating 7th grader! She must not understand the meaning.
My roommate got a job as a barista at Starbucks and started at like ten bucks an hour. That was more than ten years ago, so they probably pay more now...plus tips! Do it! But beware, you will REEK like coffee all.the.time. My cousin works at a mom and pop coffee shop and the coffee smell literally comes out of her pores.
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