Outrageous- What not to do in a coffee shop, even if you are sitting outside.

The other day I went to a coffee shop to genuinely get work done. I was not looking for a subject to blog about. It was beautiful weather. It could have been mistaken for the beginning of fall but I think it was just the side effects of the hurricanes near the coast. Either way it was enjoyable outside. I sat down with my laptop, working on gathering all of Pastor Jim’s documents and organizing them, when I heard a harmonica playing. I was at Open Eye Cafe, a student heavy coffee shop that attracts all types of people, so this didn’t throw me off too much but I definitely wasn’t expecting it. Shortly after playing, the girl in the long white terry cloth dress’ phone rings. She found it somehow convenient to answer while continuing to play her harmonica, giving her greetings between breaths, as if it were natural. But as we all know, playing a wind instrument while trying to speak is never a good idea. It made for a lot of “what?” “huh?” “what’d you say?” in between breaths. She finally stopped playing to give her full attention to the person on the other side of the phone. Speaking loud enough for me to hear every word of her conversation she told a few stories with a few profanities. She starts to talk about a girl she didn’t really like but was a friend (sort-of, if that’s possible). She tells about how she went to the bar and this girl shows up. She really wants to talk to her outside but harmonica girl doesn’t feel like leaving. There’s a hot guy across the bar she’s waiting to get the attention of. Her “friend” keeps saying, I really want to talk outside and she keeps saying no. Then, out of nowhere, this smell hits her in the face, it was the smell of a dumpster or trash (as she explains) she starts looking around, what’s that smell!?!! what is that!? that is terrible! she keeps looking around, finally getting the attention of the man across the bar, he smells it too. She looks back at her friend and she’s laughing. her friend. yes. it happened. harmonica girl was livid. She finally went outside to talk about the fact that you don’t do that in public places! Well, somehow I was able to tune her out for a little while after that. Just long enough to get some work done. Shortly after a woman walks by, talking on her phone saying “yes, she is still clipping her nails!”, so I look over at harmonica girl who I hadn’t paid any attention to since she yelled at the passing motorcyclist that she loves motorcycles. She was most definitely clipping her nails. Note to you- never do this in a coffee shop, even if you are outside. This was my outrageous experience at a coffee shop. Not very inspirational, maybe a little funny, but overall outrageous.