the average coffeeshop go-er

I have been "creepily" (if you consider people-watching creepy, because I sure don't.  I see nothing wrong with a simple observation) paying attention to the different types of people who go to the coffee-shops here in town.

I've decided to make a list and a brief description of each.

hipsters.
now, hipsters are hard to spot.  they go to coffee shops that you've never heard of.  I like to compare them to Sasquatch.  You may get leads to the coffee shops they go to, and sniff out their trail, but once you catch a glimpse - they are off and running.  Just by you finding it, you make it too mainstream.

wannabe hipsters.
now don't be tricked.  not everything is as it seems.  like I said before, it's rare that you would "happen" to go to the same coffee shop that a true hipster attends.  I mean, let's be real.  They aren't hipsters.  They sit there with their macbook pro (like everyone else around them), and look as if they are contemplating the origin of life, or something else deep and intellectual.  But don't be led astray.  They're just deciding if they're going to Wendy's or Taco Bell afterwards.

students.  
there have been a lack of students lately because of the start of summer and the end of another school year.  But with summer & online classes, I've spotted a few backpacks surrounding the tables.  I have found myself fall into this category a few times, as I've left campus to write a paper or two at Fido or Starbucks, but this isn't the majority of me, and who I am.

young adults with glasses.
of course you would never catch them say this out-loud, but this following sentence runs through their minds.  "Oh, I have glasses, (usually, but not always, thick black rimmed) and I'm sipping this drink.  I added a bunch of stuff in it, (flavoring, an extra shot, soy milk, cinnamon on the top, etc) and it cost a lot.  That makes me cool."  They're usually the ones that try and ask for an "Iced Cappuccino" when they really just mean, an "Iced Latte."  Amateurs.

old people trying to be cool.
I have found that there are multiple ripe-in-age individuals.  From observations, they are mainly men with silver-touched hair.  Or bald.  There is a high chance they could be bald.
perhaps it's a personal midlife crisis.  I mean, why go buy a motorcycle and risk your life on the road, when you could just sit with your macbook in the dim lighting of a coffee shop.  Let me tell ya, it's a lot cheaper.

and then there's me.

I am sure as heck not a hipster.
and God help me if I ever become a wannabe hipster
I've dabbled in the student area
I had glasses in the third grade.  Hated them.  Never again.
and I'm not old.

I find that I'm a "wannabe, cool, Nashvillian" who strives to come across as the "cool, trendy" person with a lot of friends.

As of now, I'm not cool, and I don't have any friends, so I've uh, got some work to do.