Another slow morning has fallen
upon Blake’s. With only two people here besides myself this morning seems to be
dragging on, and it’s only just begun. This is the first time that I have seen
them here. The first specimen is a young woman around twenty to twenty-three years
old by the looks of it. She has red hair
and wears in at shoulder length. Her attire includes a mid-thigh business skirt
and a white button up shirt. Our second specimen is a middle-aged Mexican fellow.
His hair is slicked back and his attire concludes a custodial, crimson, long sleeved
shirt and blue wranglers.
My
best guess for “Red’s” major would have to be HRTM. This conclusion is drawn based
on how she holds herself and how she dresses. Prior experiences in my life have
shown these same patterns. As I analyze her I noticed that she is not eating
and has only ordered a coffee. She points her attention towards her laptop and
continues her studies. It appears that she is too far away to see what she is
studying.
I
point my attention towards “Slick” and notice that he is simply staring out the
window. As he stares I notice his mouth moving ever so slightly. By the looks
of it he is counting the people that pass by. Perhaps he is as fond of “people
watching” as I am. For about twenty minutes I notice him continuing this
compulsive behavior.
Red
is now looking through a stack of business cards. She reads one and looks up
with one squinted eye trying to remember what the answer is. Shortly after, she
turns the card around and has a silent victory. She repeats this task for the
next fifteen minutes with only four cards that she has gotten incorrect.
Looking at her stack of cards I would have to say there are at least a hundred
of them. Sitting at the ninety-sixth percentile of her study session I would
assume that she is a rather devoted student.
This wraps up my time at Blake’s
and I must now go to class.
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