Coffee shops attract the most interesting people. I took the above picture at Tate Street Coffee House, and you can't see the whole thing, but that scarf is wrapped around the guy's neck at least 3 times, and it goes past his knees almost to the floor. I'm pretty sure it's the biggest scarf I've ever seen. AND he wears it all the time.
Last night, I was at the Open Eye Cafe in Chapel Hill before the Rogue Wave show, and there was an older man who came in. He looked to be in his sixties and sat down in the corner of the cafe. He was sporting a pair of gigantic headphones (the ultra-noise-canceling kind), and started banging on a piece of metal. Cling. Cling. Cling. Over and over and over and over, and you get the picture. The people around me did an impressive job of ignoring him, but I was about to go over and confiscate whatever he had in his hand. Then, a trio of musicians came in and began setting up their equipment. The previously mentioned older gentleman got very excited and started going to the people around me, telling them they had to move so he could make room for the musicians. The other people were, again, very gracious and moved. The man moved every piece of furniture, then began harassing the musicians; asking them if he could play with them. Then he pulled out a hand-held voice recorder and pushed play. He wanted to know if the music on it was them.
Ah, the world of coffee.
"Black and Gold" performed by Sam Sparro
2 comments:
okay for starters, i love open eye cafe. and what i love about this post even more is that i know the guy you are talking about and we (being people i used to be friends with) would call him NASA janitor, because I am pretty sure he wears a NASA hat 100% of his waking hours.
i love your blog. :)
haha thank you! i love your comment! (i can't believe i JUST saw it lol)
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