Ethnography

Ethnography

October 5, 2014

Closed

Taos was the meal of choice tonight until I realized it as closed, so crossroads at this hour was the next choice. Not too many groups out tonight, just a few broken off social circles. The ones being productive had their headphones in as to drone out everything else that was going on. Then you have the groups who are only there to pass the time because theres nothing fun to do on  sunday. I tried to observe the other groups that were present and couldn't distinguish some of the other social groups. 
There were a bunch of small groups of girls together and groups of guys that were all broken apart. Luckily before I was dying of boredom from such a slow night, some friends showed up and I was able to at least have some company.
Some of the workers were arguing amongst each other. About what I have the slightest clue but them seemed to be mad. 
Some girl then had her phone ring very loudly and she started talking very loudly into her phone until it tuned into a yell. I think she might have been having problems back home because she left in a hurry and left her current work up on the computer. So like a good person I go up and close her windows and log her out. After that I received some weird looks from other people, probably thinking that I messed with her stuff. I sat back down and a big group of people came back into the for court area. 
They were being really loud and everyones heads turned to see what was going on. Their group was quite the social distraction. They proceeded to rummage through each and every option at the food-court before leaving and not buying a single thing. I didn't know one could be that bored to the point where you had to go to a food court. Anyway, we proceeded to move to a more "more active" area of corbett in hopes that more people would be there but yet again its a sunday. 
We found a group up on the third floor that were doing dance practice. A mix of salsa and then aggressive breakdancing. But was actually quite entertaining to watch. When they were done, my friends and I decided to head out. Hopefully next week I'll be able to make it to my designated people watching position and find patrons that I recognize. Until next time. 

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