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I have been trying to write these reports as I’ve gotten in from the days activities, but tonight over dinner I was reminded of one interaction which I feel needs to be noted before I forget again
It was on the return trip, after the giant Burger King we stopped off at another coffee spot as the boys needed a little pick me up shot. I didn’t so offered to watch the bikes outside thinking they’d be in and out.
Unusually they were 15 minutes or more, so when the door swung open I expected it to be bela and tij but it was another couple coming out to pick up their friend waiting next to me . They seemed pretty disturbed and lucky for me they started speaking in English
“How was it?” The friend asked
“Nice you know, the decor and lack of options on the menu makes you think the coffee should be good, but the staff were weird”
My ears perk up at this point, it was the barista I mentioned in an earlier post so I was ready to hear how these people interpreted them
“Yeah they just didn’t seem interested in us? Just kept talking to these other two customers”
My scrolling stopped, I locked into a distant state, my neck craned towards them
“Like we were waiting to get their attention to be served but they just kept talking about coffee, the beans or something? Other shops?”
I tried to reason internally how many people could be in that coffee shop, it’s a specialty coffee shop, normal fodder surely
“It was so stupid, they kept talking about how coffee shops had different vibes and they wanted to come back here due to their mood? It was insufferable but the barista acted like it was normal, even encouraged it”
I was a wall flower disappearing into the brickwork, I dare not breathe less these people feel observed,
“Who even talks like that? In the end he just kind of gave us our two coffees without a word, went back to asking these two for tasting notes?? Like who even are these people”
It’s a rare thing to get such an insight to how others see you and your peers, to see how the other half lives
“Sorry Hayley, they made us drink it in there as they wanted to know our thoughts on it, great person, good vibe”
Riaz boasted but quickly must have noticed my flushed giggling face as the gossiping trio were scared off
“What’s up? What’s funny?”
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