I hope you're having a nice day, and much better if great coffee is included ☕️

Often we're quick to judge and only sometimes do we have the opportunity to prove that we were wrong. How many false impressions will our fickle memory be full of.

It's TCSP #125, and I might have a post for this one. My sister and I took my father to have his hair cut; while we waited, we decided to go for some coffee to Recuerdos Caffè one block away from what should've been a barber shop but was actually a hair salon. My dad's only and favorite hairdresser works here. I can't recall her name right now, something like Iliana perhaps.

It was a lovely afternoon. The sun was gentle on us, and the soft breeze didn't make my hair look like my inner Mrs. Hyde was surfacing.

From my comfortable seat, I had a good view of the quiet and somewhat empty street at about 4:30 p.m. It felt soothing.

We were received by a nice young waitress

who never gave us a menu but recited it for us so nicely while smiling that we just ordered as soon as she was done and smiled back. We ordered caramellato, which was like a "caramel latte" which tasted a little like toffee. It was really good, very aromatic, not too sweet, and of a good size.

They take their time to bring the coffee, and my sister was answering some important mails, so I was entertained with the details of the place to which I was coming for the first time.

I decided to take some pictures for my Hive blog, and while I was at it, I noticed that a couple of girls who were in the place started talking about jobs they could get in local stores.

This surprised me a lot

because, although I tend to be rather clueless, I did notice that they were sitting there with laptops, both much more modern and expensive than mine.

Just so you know, I left out the girls I'm talking about from the photos. They were right next to me.

Among other things, the gravity with which they discussed employment options, and how to save money by bringing their lunch to the job site took me by surprise.

When I see somebody wearing nice clothes and sporting a beautiful smartwatch while working on an expensive laptop,

I would expect to confirm the hypothesis of a comfortable economic position, financial support from parents--perhaps--, or, why not, total disregard for the issue of money, but no. I got it all wrong.

I can't say that this affected my day deeply,

since if I may say so, I tend to do a lot of insight into everything that I notice around me, so a redirection of an idea doesn't impact me in a special way.

But

I can tell you that I've seen something similar several times in the last few months. It worries me that young people don't want to go out and face the world because it implies lowering the level too much. Nice laptop, nice close, nice smartwatch. How are you going to get those nice material things when you're out there, living on a meager salary.

Has anything similar ever happened to you while sipping your coffee or while waiting for slow service in a coffee shop?

All text and images are my own. I have taken the pictures with my Redmi 9T cell phone. And if any GIFs here, I've used GIPHY for all them.

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