At this point, I should list “coffee shop eavesdropping” as one of my top hobbies whenever anyone asks. It’s just that in Asheville, specifically, it’s so easy and so good, and you don’t even have to be, like, intentional behind it. Sometimes the best stuff happens right in front of your face.
A few weeks ago, I was at one of my two favorite coffee shops, sitting directly behind two men participating in a Tarot card reading.
The man I presumed to be getting the reading was telling the other man about his intentions for the year. One of the top ones? For people to stop mistaking him as a bona fide heartthrob…