One of the most obscene things I learned as a barista was how eager people are to be liked. NYU sophomores, the ones with Jansport backpacks in full makeup at 9 a.m., stuttered their orders and shyly complimented me on my nose ring. I semi-patiently listened to innumerable Wikipedia-style monologues about the music I was playing from men in their twenties trying to render their business attire invisible with cultural know-how. I was given zines, mixtape-party fliers, home-recorded chillwave demos.
I said things like "How’s the app going?" and "Welcome to the neighborhood." I answered questions for new Greenpoint residents—of which there were more each year—about the best place to [...]
"…animal experiments show that caffeine may reshape the biochemical environment inside our brains in ways that could stave off dementia."
Maybe this iced variety.
Alex H: Seen before. Naomi: First-time watcher, but “seen various semi-professional productions of the play.” Lily: “Seen a cat perform the original screenplay, but in Italian.” [Note: only joking.] Alex M: Tried to watch twice, both times fell asleep. Gabe: Our friend who wanted to come but couldn’t because it was females only.
AM: So what is a lead, exactly? AH: A lead on a sale. They’re salesmen. AM: But is a lead someone who might want to sell their house? AH: Yeah, a possible person who might be interested. AM: In buying or selling? AH: In buying. Because they’re trying to sell.
Put that coffee [...]