I think live blogging is both funny and stupid and I don't really do it much if ever here. But I find myself using the free Wi Fi in Berkeley's Happy Donuts and I can't resist for the 20 or so minutes I have power left in this bad boy (naughty voice) I call my laptop.
4:10pm, two kids come in, maybe 11 years old. One is playing it straight, the other one is talking in some funny cartoon voice but I think the lady behind the counter thinks he is making fun of her Asian accent. I watch as she kills him in her head a few times over while getting his two donut holes.
4:18pm Everyone coming in here is so unhealthy looking, fat and old by and large. LARGE.
It is 4:28pm, I've been here for about 40 minutes, I paid 95 cents for a sugar donut and planted myself at a table to do some work, the lady behind the counter doesn't know what to make of me. At some point does my time here run out or could i stay forever?>!?!? Some pretty interesting people have come in, a donut shop is a funny place.
4:33pm It's been quiet as shit, is this a dead hour for donut eaters? Too close to dinner maybe to justify a filling snack?
4:34pm There are SO MANY donuts in the display rack, I just counted, cuz I'm dying on the inside, there are 86 donuts on display, that seems totally insane, am I right? Am I wrong? Will you sing my victory song?
4:35- fat middle aged white man orders an apple fritter. I might just be letting my mind make this true for me but even in Berkeley it sounds like most of the people ordering donuts have a western twang. "Lemme git one of them apple fritters". Okay, this guy just told the woman working here "I used to come here a couple years ago and there was some girl taking chemistry, was that your daughter" Woman responds "No".
4:37pm, middle aged dreadlocked white woman gets a raspberry glazed donut and coffee which she drowns in half and half, she has jean shorts on that go to her ankles, this is some good shit, also a leatherman dangling off her belt, unwrapped.
4:38pm, there is a lot of sadness in here, most people come in and seem pretty beat down, their donut is their comfort, their happy place, but really it is an unhealthy mass that will hasten their demise. I'm leaving soon.
I hope this has been as fun for all of you as it has been for me, although I acknowledge that is doubtful.
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