do any of you guys know what i am talking about, the "i'm more artsy than you" folks who sit in the coffee shop and write and draw and look at you like your an idiot if you attempt to join in one of their conversations. they aggrevate the crap outta me, they have taken over the coffee shop i have been going to and have worked at and they sit around like snobs judging everyone, i try to ignore them but its hard when you have a crew of them taking up the whole smoking section discussing emo music and talking about their haircuts and blah blah blah...........................................
Those people -- coupled with the fact that I hardly care for coffee -- are exactly why I never go to coffee shops. Emo... haha.
Yes, I know exactly the people you speak of...haha. That's how the people in my euro hist class are and they have study groups at the coffee shop. They never invite me because they don't know me and assume I'm stupid (I have a 98 in that class for the record - HAHA)
i love my coffee shop's open mic night but it has been taken over by these kids ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! Last time it was so crowded I couldnt sit down and no one even smiled at me............
They are just afraid of reality and actually doing anything. I've worked in a couple coffee shops as well as late night Dennys and the picture is everywhere. At one place they nicknamed me 'Coffee God' but it wasn't like a compliment, it was snooty so I wrote this poem to them: Hopping, bounding out into your eyes springheeled whirley bird spinning duck I am payed amourously by Ten Ton weights from your mouths Wrecking ball complimentary inclusion Gifts which I have to bear So chivalrously Token validation keeping you a hairs breadth from smashing yourself to the ground. Just once. I'd like to pull apart The thin paper parade So delicately Cut precision folded snowflake designs from that space behind your eyes Where I know I exhist Where I have full range to do any damage I want Snap up tinsel flowers by the root and smack them against the inside of your skull. Tenderly replace those trespasser words hurled to me, to bear for you Lift them up into vapor sky and rain down into you the presence of your true scared babe self. Just once. But not this time. This time , still I bound away Smiling chivalrously and thanking you for calling me a god. Perhaps I'll leave your revival to someone more sinister More capable and at ease With cutting the heads off of Children. ... and yeah, I read it to em just before I left that job. They didn't get it.
I agree, have you ever noticed they're usually monotoned and never really smile, or frown for that matter?
Come to our capital, thats the heart beat of Boise. Those stupid artsy kids and the coffeeshops. The college here is THROBBING with the emo kids, its amazing. They have that weird self-indulged personality, their own kind really. Even concerts you seem them standing around staring. They never even mosh. They are everywhere... I went to a Bosnian party with my dad at some all ages bar in downtown Boise. Heh, there was probably 10 of those emo folks sitting at this table, all about college age. It was funny. Total Boise look. It was weird to see even Bosnian people taking up the fashion. They usually do their own styles... :\ It is funny to observe them. Even the local highschools got the gangs of them. Hehe.
Gangs of emo kids... thats funny. Instead of gang violence everybody would be worried about gang loitering.
Well, I don't find it strange people don't take hippies seriously...I mean - the stereotypical image of stoners - nah, i wouldn't take you too serious, even tho i know not all are such.
is that to me??? because I rarely smoke pot and the world is full of stereotypes we all have to deal with it and get over it.........