Location: Starbucks...King of Prussia
Here I am at starbucks, using their wifi, trying to find a new job, trying to redo my resume and I can't help but look at the people around me. It's a thursday at 1 pm and people are straight lounging. I find it really interesting to think and wonder about what in the hell do these people do? How do they have the liberty to spend hours at a starbucks and not be at work.
Yes we have the suburban mom. She is wearing a furry vest, very inappropriate high heels for the day time as well as a lot, and i am not exaggerating here, an inch layer of foundation on her face. I am afraid to walk by her, that maybe the dust from her caked on face might stain my shirt. She is drinking her skinny latte chatting on her smartphone making appointments. Hair appointment, nail appointment, lunch with the "girls" appointment and of course to remember to take her kids to x,y,z. She wouldn't be a soccer mom if she didn't take the kids somewhere.
And over yonder we have the young adult/ probably college student catching up with friends from home. Of course wearing uggs, sweat pants and a northface jacket.
In the corner of the cafe is a group of people having a business meeting...I mean i am assuming as such because there is a laptop, a power point presentation and four grown men huddled around it as if it were the first fire man had created. Did i mention that neither the men or the computer fit around the tiny circular table that starbucks provides. After a couple of minutes or so, one of them would lean back to stretch and then wiggle his way back in to the group.
Then there is a man sitting on the couch who just churns my curiosity. He is wearing a sweatshirt, pajama pants which have skull and crossbones all over it. He has been on his phone for the last hour, and has not looked up even once. what the hell do you do? Are you a secret millionaire, a trustfund baby, or are u a guy who just works at nights....
