It has been rather hard to be able to get an interesting blog. My last couple visits have consisted of less than two people. The cafe has not been the most happening place. It seems that ever since my first visit the population of this community has been less and less. This last visit I saw an older man in his 60's reading a news paper wearing a Pioneers jacket. He was sitting in one of the 6 lounge chairs. His hair was white and neatly cut. His pants were brown with grey socks and Pennie loafers.
I am guessing the lack of people has to do with the crazy weather that Michigan has been having these past couple days. It is awfully to cold and I think that people just have no desire to go out in it.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Friday, March 7, 2008
I am very dissappointed in my community today. There was only one person there tonight so this is going to be a very short blog. This lonley women sat there with a cup of coffee and a large novel without a cover. She was in her mid fifties wearing all black. Black sweater, black dress pants, black shoes, and even a black jackett with black fur on the rim of the hood. I sat there for two hours keeping a very close watch on this woman, considering that she was my only entertainment, and all that she did was stare at her book!! It was amazing! I coud not believe that no one else showed up with in my time of being there. I am very dissappointed.
Friday, February 15, 2008
I sneak in and have a seat in one of the brown lunge chairs on the side and begin observing. The first person that caught my attention was a young man cleaning out the garbage. I assumed he worked there considering that he was wearing a headset and a Boarders name tag. His uniform consisted of all black, shirt, pants and shoes. He hoisted the overflowing garbage bad onto a push cart and replaced it with a fresh bag. He was being talked to by a older man about some type of food. The young man replied that it was making him hungry.
The older man in about his 40’s after conversing with the garbage man, came and sat in one of the small rectangular tables against the wall. He had noticed that I was frantically writing things down and so he started to talk to me. He asked if I had gotten an inspiration for a poem or a song. I just told him I had to do something for my English class and continued to write. He went back to sitting and drinking his cup of coffee. He was comfortably dressed in a grey sweat shirt, blue jeans and white tennis shoes. He had wind blown brown hair that seemed to be slightly balding in the front. He stared at me most of the time or off into space. I’m guessing that he had finished his coffee because he got up, checked his phone put his jacket on, threw his cup away and left.
Sitting at the tall round table to my left was a teenage girl. She continuously stared at her phone so I figured that she might be texting someone. She got up and walked and leaned up against the glass wall behind me. Not long after that she was joined by another teenage girl that carried an American Eagle bag. The girls were then confronted but a group of boys. They looked like all of them had just fallen out of bed and threw some clothes on and went out. They were grungy. One boy, who seemed to be the leader, offered the two girls a set of head phones attached to an I-pod in hopes that hopes that they would listen to something of his. They accepted and held the ear phones up to their ears. As they listened the boy pulled out a piece of paper, wrote on it using the glass wall for support a. then took the head phones away from the girls and left them. The girls then wondered over to a near by bench and sat down.
As I was writing That same boy walked up to me. This is how our conversation went.
Boy: Hey, do you like music?
Me: Yes, I do.
Boy: Great. I was wondering if you would like to have a listen to my band, Bridgford. We’re from around Chicago and we are hear to play a show. Do you know about the modern exchange?
Me: Yeah I know a band that plays there all the time. Have you herd of Our False Heroes.
Boy: Yeah, totally. I think we played a show with them there. You should come to the show tonight.
Me: Sorry I have to work
This was all going on while I was “listening” to his band.
Boy: Aw bummer, So what’d ya’ think.
Me: Its not bad. I like it.
Boy: Would you like to buy one of our cd’s?
Me sorry I don’t have any money.
Boy: Well, no that’s alright. Hey Check us out on myspace.
I handed him my note book and he wrote down his bandspace url and his name, Paul.
Paul: Def. add us alright. It was nice meeting you
I shook his hand and he left.
The older man in about his 40’s after conversing with the garbage man, came and sat in one of the small rectangular tables against the wall. He had noticed that I was frantically writing things down and so he started to talk to me. He asked if I had gotten an inspiration for a poem or a song. I just told him I had to do something for my English class and continued to write. He went back to sitting and drinking his cup of coffee. He was comfortably dressed in a grey sweat shirt, blue jeans and white tennis shoes. He had wind blown brown hair that seemed to be slightly balding in the front. He stared at me most of the time or off into space. I’m guessing that he had finished his coffee because he got up, checked his phone put his jacket on, threw his cup away and left.
Sitting at the tall round table to my left was a teenage girl. She continuously stared at her phone so I figured that she might be texting someone. She got up and walked and leaned up against the glass wall behind me. Not long after that she was joined by another teenage girl that carried an American Eagle bag. The girls were then confronted but a group of boys. They looked like all of them had just fallen out of bed and threw some clothes on and went out. They were grungy. One boy, who seemed to be the leader, offered the two girls a set of head phones attached to an I-pod in hopes that hopes that they would listen to something of his. They accepted and held the ear phones up to their ears. As they listened the boy pulled out a piece of paper, wrote on it using the glass wall for support a. then took the head phones away from the girls and left them. The girls then wondered over to a near by bench and sat down.
As I was writing That same boy walked up to me. This is how our conversation went.
Boy: Hey, do you like music?
Me: Yes, I do.
Boy: Great. I was wondering if you would like to have a listen to my band, Bridgford. We’re from around Chicago and we are hear to play a show. Do you know about the modern exchange?
Me: Yeah I know a band that plays there all the time. Have you herd of Our False Heroes.
Boy: Yeah, totally. I think we played a show with them there. You should come to the show tonight.
Me: Sorry I have to work
This was all going on while I was “listening” to his band.
Boy: Aw bummer, So what’d ya’ think.
Me: Its not bad. I like it.
Boy: Would you like to buy one of our cd’s?
Me sorry I don’t have any money.
Boy: Well, no that’s alright. Hey Check us out on myspace.
I handed him my note book and he wrote down his bandspace url and his name, Paul.
Paul: Def. add us alright. It was nice meeting you
I shook his hand and he left.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Boarders
4:00-6:30
Not a lot of activity tonight at the cafe. I only saw 5 different people sitting in the cafe.
A middle aged man was sitting at a tall round table in the far left corner from me with a young girl who could have been his daughter. He was readinga DREAM magazine. The man was wearing a red flece pull over, stone washed jeans and brown work boots. He was a little on the chubby side. His face was shinney and decorated with a mistace and a litle go-tee under his lip. His head was shaven bald but as he got ready to leave he coverd it up with a black golf cap.
The girl that was sitting at the table across from him had he back toward me. She was wearing a maroon hoodie that said '09 in white thick numbers on the back, dark blue jeans and white shoes. Her hair was very long and was held up by a poney tail that fell at the small of her back. The both of them were drinking the same drink that look to be iced tea from the cafe. She was reading a think chapter book and sat with he legs crossed. They sat in silence.
A women who looked to be in he early 60's sat a a short small two person table right next to my table. SHe had brownish-gray curly hair, very thick clear framed glasses, a long forest green jacket zipped all the way, gray sweat pants, and white and pink running shoes with laces. On her table she sat he big brown purse with some white earmuffs wraped around the handle and a thick paged childrens book. She just sat there for a moment like she was waiting for someone. Out of boredom she picked up the book and stared at the pictures but that did not last very long. After paciently waiting for more then 10 min. A younger women who looke dto be in he early 40's walked over to the table. She also had glases. He hair was red very long and very straight. The older women handed her the childrens book and the white earmuffs. The left to soon for me to see everything the young women was wearing.
The final women that I saw that night was a young hispanic woman. She looked to be in ther early 30's. Her hair was black and curley and very beautiful. She sat at an other small square two person table alone. SHe was filling out her check book. SHe would look a different reciets and then write them down in her check book. She wore a long black jacket with a hood with fur trim. After she left I then saw he again with a little girl about 12 that might have been her daughter.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
First observation
-Boarders Cafe-
4:00-6:00
An Asian man, looked to be in his late thirties,was asleep in a chair with his hands behind his head. A cup of something and glasses sat on a small table to the left of him. He situated himself, leaned his head back and fell asleep. He woke up, looked at his phone and looked around and picked his nose. He then got up and waled toward the cooking section, picked up one, sat back down and flipped through the pages. He was wearing a tan baseball cap, a deep green puffy coat and grey corteroys. Once he was finished with the book he got up and grabbed an other one called 400 souces and sat back down to look through the pages. He dropped the book on the floor making a loud noise and then stood back up to get an other book. He came back with nothing, looked back at his phone and then sat quietly.
A large, rather chubby man who looked to be in his late fourties, sat at a big square table. On the table were two empty cups, two plates of crumbs, a cinimon shaker, a pair of eye glasses, and three books. The man was reading the Wall Street Journal and tapped his pen to the beat of the cafe music. The large man with brown greying hair was wearing a brown Echo sweater, black dress pants with a black belt and black dress shoes. He coughed once. He continued to read the news paper and was later accumpied by a woman, who looked much older than him, carriering a Aeropostle bag. She sat across from him, handed him twentyone dollars and started to talk in a different language.
An older man, maybe in early sixties, was sitting alone at a small table with two chairs. This man was reading a book called Days that Changed the World. A woman who looked about the same age as him came and sat across from him. Once she arrived they both stood up and walked toward the front of the store and left.
An elderly woman came and sat down in a chair and began to read a book that look like a travel book. She had short, well curled, white hair, she was wearing a black petie coat, pink sweater, black pants and black shoes. She did not stay long.
At an other small table two young men who look to be in their early twenties sat fussing over some electronical device. On the table there was a Wendys cup and the opened package the electronic device camein. The one younge man had very short light brown hair and was wearing a cameoflage baseball cap, a tan hunting jacket, blue jeans and tan boots. The other young man had dark brown curley hair and was wearing a black sports jacket, black hoodie, blue jeans and tennis shoes. The young man with the baseball cap stood up and welked over to look over the other younge mans sholdder to look at the device.
One very tall man in his later twenties talking on his cell phone in a different language, walked quickely through the sitting area to get to the cafe. Of the quick glance that I saw of him I noticed that he was wearing a Hollister jacket.
There was a man in a wheel chair wearing a Christipher Walken t-shirt looking through a big book on planets. He left and the alarm went off as he went through the door but noone stopped him.
Three girls who looked no older than 17 ordered ice drinks and left.
A very pregnant younge woman about the age of 20 ordered a drink. She was wearing all black, a head set and a Boarders name tag around her neck.A very cute old man in his late sixties sat down in a chair. He read a Computer Shoppers magazine. He wore a light green golffers hat, a black sports jacket, and tan dress pants with brown dress shoes.
A young boy about the age or 16 sits down in a chair. He eats the whipped cream off the top of his drink with a spoon, got up, waled over to the garbage can, threw his spoon away and then sat back down. He then took a sip of his drink sat it back down on the table and then began to read form his book _____ for dummies while tapping his left foot.. He had dirty blonde straight hair and was wearing a blue and pink stripped Hollister button up shirt with a blue Hollister t-shirt under it, blue jeans and tennis shoes.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Places to view!
1.) Borders Coffee Shop.
2.) Local Fast food restaurant
3.) Would a public restroom be strange?
2.) Local Fast food restaurant
3.) Would a public restroom be strange?
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