Like last week, I got distracted by the interesting people wandering in and out of the local goth supply shop. I'm not judging though, I personally like it in there too. Unlike last week I had no cute couple to creep on for almost a whole hour, so I resigned myself to the focus of the churro stand itself.
As was the same as last week, the client base seemed to be younger kids and preteens, and the most popular selling item was snow cones by a long shot. I would argue that most people that stopped by the stand were hispanic, but I feel that that is a biased observation as the predominate population of this city is Hispanic.
The same pretty hispanic girl was working, and spent a good amount of time checking her phone and texting slyly when time permitted. The stand itself is so small that only one person can really fit into it at one time. I haven't figured out what flavors are the most established yet, but I hope that over the next week or so I will be able too. All the snow cone flavors are so bright that its hard to see the labels on them. I also noted that most times when people got their snow cones or churros or such, they did not sit down at the food court to enjoy the treat. They instead continued on their way eating as they walked.
By this point I feel that it might be in my best interest to change venues to see if I can't observe a more specific cliental base. So far my observations have led me to believe that there isn't one specific type of person that stops by the churro stand, but rather a specific age group. Though all age groups stop by at one point or another, children seem to want to stop by the most and every now and again a reluctant or worn down parent will give in and order the icy treat loaded with sugar. I feel like in order to get a more accurate observation it might be in my best interest to examine a larger food venue within the mall.
I have also observed that eating snow cones while walking is difficult to do. Most times the snow cone eater will loose a decently sized chunk to the floor while trying to eat it, as the snow cones are naturally to big for the containers they are sold in. The grunts of frustration and sometimes even swear words as the chunks of rouge snow cones stain floors, shoes, pants and shirts alike is all to regular. Alas, the loss of a snow cone bite is an all to common tragedy that leads to children's tears and foul language. This painful reality simply doubles the observation fun as disappointed and borderline whiney children beg their parents for a second one if too much of the treat spills over.
The parents are either angry or guilty feeling, so they either comply or drag the child away.
Another ironic humor to the situation is that such a bright and neon food place is positioned right across from a very dark and sinister looking store.
Though most people wouldn't consider the placement to be anything, sitting and observing the clients that go to get a snow cone vs. going to get some dark and gothic item of clothing or makeup is quite quite stark.
That is not to say that all people that dress in a more punk and gothic manner do not enjoy snow cones and vise versa, but most times I've learned that it really can be snow cones vs. spikes.
This place has been much less conspicuous for my observations, so I have not had any personal run ins with people working or observing me so far. My friend Buzz Cut gave me a quick wave while he was getting Chinese food from the food court today before heading back towards the direction of greasy petes, so I can only assume he got the job at the jewelers he applied for.
Outside of these observations, I can safely say that nothing interesting really happened. The couple from last week was nowhere to be seen, and the buzz of the food court was in normality.
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