As I sat inside Caribou Coffee today awaiting an appointment I couldn't help but notice all the people around me. Although they all looked different, came from different places, wore different clothes, I continued to notice some similarities they shared. As people strolled in, I sat down and wrote this article. These are the five different types of people you encounter in a coffee shop on a Monday afternoon...
1. The overworked, overstressed college girl.
Oh, the poor overworked, overstressed college girl. She thinks she is doing fine until she realizes that it's only Monday. Everyone knows this girl, her hair is in a bun, she's typing vigorously on her laptop while she sips on her iced coffee/tea and checks her Instagram every five minutes. We know her, and if we are honest with ourselves, we are her. Although I did find it interesting that I didn't see any overworked, overstressed college boys in the coffee shop... maybe they hang out somewhere else?
2. The business man
Our friend the "businessman" comes in wearing a suit and tie and orders something fancy. We assume he is on his lunch break because he doesn't hang around too long. He carries a briefcase and works on his paperwork while he drinks his coffee. He receives a call, checks his watch, and storms out. I guess he had somewhere to be.
3. The couple that sits across from one another but never speaks
I noticed so many couples in the coffee shop but I never once saw them talking to each other. Every once in a while they would smile up at each other, but then they put their headphones back in and continue working. At least they are enjoying each others company, even if it is silently.
4. The tired "dad type"
This guy is in a rush. He runs in, looks irritated at all the people in the shop, and orders his black coffee. He needs something strong. He looks like he hasn't slept in days. He gets his coffee, spills some on his shirt and runs back out. That's all.
5. The Irritated Teenager
We all know this kid. They get out of school and come to the coffee shop until their parents pick them up. They sit in the shop with a sulky look on their face and play their music way too loud (you're gonna bust out your eardrums kid). We look at them in hopes of a smile, but they just stare into our soul.
