I spent the majority of my day cramming in as much psychology concepts that can fit into my brain at various locations: the North Campus student center cafe, on the steps of Royce Hall, outside at Westwood’s Chipotle outdoor patio, on the arches of a building, and by the fireplace at the North Campus student center cafe. There is a photo shoot happening on the North side of campus today and I was easily distracted by all the trailers, photographers, and models walking around. More importantly, I was distracted by the food table set up by the trailers that had an awesome spread of tea and coffee.
While I situated myself to study on a building arch (very comfortable and very ant-free), I had a nice view of the photo shoot and a quiet place to study. As the photo shoot director commented that she missed school and loves photo shoots on campus, I would have kindly asked her to take my midterm for me but it was better that I just smiled as a response.
For the past few hours, I’ve been studying at a table near the fireplace at the cafe. While annotating, a four year old boy walked up to me, sat in the chair next to me, and asked his mother, “Who is this? Who is she?”
With my earphones in my ear blasting Ingrid Michaelson (because the chatter in the cafe is way too loud), I smiled at the little boy and his mother tried to whisk him away.
Though he wanted to sit at my table, he sat at the table next to mine. He turned in my direction, pointed toward my “Ellen” coffee cup tumbler and asked, “Is that coffee?”
His mom answered, “Yes, that is coffee.”
And for the next few minutes he proclaimed, “I want coffee! I want to drink coffee! I want coffee now!”
I’m happily influencing the next generation’s coffee addicts. One kid at a time.
