Ethnography

Ethnography

October 26, 2014

Tennessee Waltz

The coffee shop is quite quiet today. Not very many tables are occupied this evening. The employees are not over-burdened with tasks, from obviously the lack of customers and activity in the coffee shop. As I walk in there is a soft melody playing in the background, and tonight I can actually hear it because of lack of the hum of conversation.
I order myself an espresso coffee, find myself a seat in the corner of the patio, and light up another fine cigar. The choice of cigar tonight is a Tennessee Waltz, a cigar made my Crowned Heads, which is literally a tribute to the state of Tennessee and inspired by the actual song. For those reading this blog check it out sometime.
After sitting there for about fifteen minutes, getting into the first third of my cigar, three young ladies walk in. Two of the ladies are wearing regular denim jeans, sneakers, and hoodies, but the third lady is dressed quite flamboyantly. She has long black curly hair and is wearing a multi-colored, neon, blouse and lime green jeans with one orange shoe and the other yellow. As she walked in the four other people in the coffee shop turned and glanced for a moment at different times which seems to me that her combustion of color-inspired apparel is what intrigued them.
One of the glancing gents seems to be captivated by the laptop screen in front of him. He is dressed casually, and it reminds me a lot of Peter Parker from the Spiderman comics. Another gent in the coffee shop seems to be quite intrigued by today's newspaper which is very interesting because it is the end of the day. Could it be that this is his first chance to read today's local news? Lastly, there is a couple sitting on the other corner of the patio. They have been enjoying cigarettes with their coffee, deep in joyous conversation the entire time that I have been sitting here. I sit and enjoy the last few drinks of my dark espresso coffee and a few more flavorful puffs of the Tennessee Waltz cigar before I make my way out into the autumn evening to end this week's observation.

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