I had stereotypes about people who frequented coffee shops that were the furthest from reality. When I first went to Court Street Coffee, I felt uncomfortable. I thought everyone in that room knew I had never been there before and that I was out of place. I looked around and went to the bottom of the order line. I had absolutely no idea what I wanted to order, so I opted for something simple that I knew I would like, a smoothie. I sat down and began my observations. After visiting Court Street Coffee a few times, I felt more comfortable and realized that in a way I was becoming part of their culture. I would go straight to the line, order quickly and efficiently, saying everything he could possibly ask to get the order right. I knew where I wanted to sit and was a little disappointed when I didn't get to sit in the chair in the corner. The more I analyzed those around me, I felt the need to analyze myself and how my behavior had changed since the first time I entered the cafe. I started to enjoy the atmosphere that I had a judgmental view on before coming. I had felt comfortable in the cafe and even after I thought I had received enough comments for the visit, I stayed and worked on other tasks. I noticed that although this was not my normal environment or my normal reality, I was able to figure out how to adapt