So for this task, my team and I went to the closest coffee place, assuming on this nice summer's day we'd be able to overhear some pretty juicy mid afternoon conversations.

Whilest walking we ran into this pretty sweet car. Doesn't have much to do with the task, but i thought I'd include the picture anyways.

When we arrived at the coffee shop, we learned that the electricty on their block had gone out, so they were limited to cash transactions with whatever coffee they had had left from earlier that day. We opted for lemonaid, and seperated so we could absorb a multitude of conversations.

Unfortunatly pickings were slim at Farley's, most people inside seemed grumpy from the lack of caffieen, and thus weren't in chatty moods. i was able to pick up some interesting tid bits from a few girls who wandered in, unaware of the electricty situation.

Girl 1- "And um, I just met him, and I don't want to be responsible..."

Girl 2- "No shit dude"

G1- "For this guy's fate"

Girl treist to order a nonfat mocha. They inform her of the situation, and she tries to order a hot chocolate. After a bit of random ordering they settle for some mint tea

G2- "You want a lid?"

G1- "Um, no."

At this point the electricty goes back on and their conversation is muddled by stereotypical instramental coffee shop music.

I wait and wait for something interesting to happen, and just as I'm about to give up the man sitting at the table next to me gets a phone call.

(NOTE: this is a one sided conversation, but I still found it pretty interesting)

"Hello?"
"Hi Donald"
"Sure"
"If you don't call me back I'll never talk to you again!"
"I've been doing this for 18 years!"
"I'm manic depressive, so I can do that"
"I'm manic depressive, so I have an excuse"
"I gave her my word, I gave her my word,and she's 92 dammit!"
"Every month I'd have to pay rent, have to pay rent, and she'd take me out for a crab dinner."
"I didn't make up our friendship"
"I've learned my lesson now"
"She's fine, I just talked to her. Yeah, she's on webster, yeah."
"She died like six months ago"
"It's like hinduism, yeah. It's like slightly cultish but yeah."
"yeah"
"The christians consider it to be...yeah...thats what the christians say"
"Don't act donny! Don't act!"
"Thats what they say".

At this point, my friends came to get me cause it was starting to get cold out. I still have no idea how the guy on the phone's conversation changed from manic depression to old women to hinduism and cults, but I think i like it better as a mystery.