While waiting for happy hour to start with the girls this evening I stopped at a Starbucks to grab coffee, new favorite is iced coffee with a pump of hazelnut and a little bit of milk, and those delicious apple fritters they have. During this time I sat down to enjoy my new purchase in front of the window. And so…I decided to watch people. It was enlightening to see the different stories on people’s faces. There were so many faces, since it was just as work was letting out on a Friday. Some were happy, some were sad, others determined, while some were off in space. In addition to stories you could categorize many of the people into one of four groups: local, commuter, intern, and tourist.
The local…dressed very stylishly, seems eternally annoyed at the visitors that are encroaching on her city and space. Always has a very nonchalant look on her face with an I have all day kind of attitude about her.
The commuter…always dressed in professional attire, typically carries a backpack or a briefcase as if getting ready to embark on the biggest adventure of their lives. They move swiftly as if to say, “I am here to get a job done and then get the hell out of here.
The intern….one of the most common type of people that passed by me today. They are only here briefly but during the summer the sidewalks are filled with them. They try to be a cross between the commuter and the local. They almost try too hard to blend in and end up sticking out. They have yet to master the art of wearing flip flops to work and then change into your dress shoes. You know this from the 6-inch heels they are wearing in addition to the band aids that cover every surface of their foot.
Finally there are the tourists…one of the easiest groups to identify, typically a group or family all wearing tennis shoes or flip-flops. The dad has the map while the mom carries the backpack and metro tickets. Most of the children are completely mesmerized with the large city and all that it entails.
Some how all these groups manage to live in harmony 365 days a year? They understand each other’s role in the community and the dynamic that each group brings to the community. Even though each group gets highly annoyed with the others they understand and therefore tolerate.
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Quote of the week: Most people are as happy as they make up their minds to be. -Abraham Lincoln
~Drink some sweet tea for me...
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