Ethnography

Ethnography

September 24, 2015

It's Fall?


As I walked into the restaurant I notice that it is slightly more populated than it usually is. First off the line is long and has twelve people in it. I find a seat across the room from my usual spot. In line there are four teenagers in a group, two guys, each with a backpack, and two girls. Behind them is an older woman and a somewhat younger woman talking. At the end of the line is a mom and dad with four kids, an older sister, two younger kids probably around the same age, and a young boy standing with the mom. There is an older man probably in his early fifties eating at a table near me. There are two girls sitting together near the door. A man dressed in sweatpants and a sleeveless shirt just walked in and is standing in line behind the large family. The group of teenagers have sat down across the room. The older woman and the slightly younger woman have sat down at the table in front of me. The teenagers have gotten out books and a laptop and are talking amongst themselves. The family of six are ordering when I get up to go order my food. I have my food and I am sitting down again, and the older man has left the table, and I guess the building. The man in sweatpants didn’t hang around long. The family of six has sat near the group of teens doing homework. The restaurant is somewhat colder than I remember, and the menu is advertising the seasonal drink and food items that accompany fall. The two girls eating alone are getting up and getting ready to leave. The teens must be having an amusing conversation, because they are laughing now. The family of six have started cleaning up their table and are leaving. The older woman and her younger friend who is probably her daughter are also getting ready to leave, and I notice that the hour is almost up. I take care of my trash and start to get ready to leave, myself. The two girls by the door are still talking, even though they no longer have food to eat. As I leave the teens are still talking at their table and a couple walk in and make their way to the counter.

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