I don't like cafés. Just look at the people there. I can't behave like them. If I try to, something feels terribly wrong. To sit and look successful, that's something I just can't do. Is it a competence that I lack, vital for life? Is there something wrong with me? I don't like cafés.
Still I sit here, actually somewhat enjoying my meal. I hope I am, considering how expensive it was. Ah, yes, the prices. That seems to be an integral part of it all. If you are capable of paying this much, you just have to be successful. It acts like a filter, separating rich and successful from poor and unsuccessful. Or so it is thought. What really happens is that even poor people spend the money it takes to be seen at an expensive café.
How do I fit into this picture? I don't like cafés.