...big, fat white men squeezed into expensive business casual attire, sucking down Coca-Cola and yammering away on their bluetooth-nightmares. Evil thought: Drop dead of a heart attack already.
...walkers without purpose. I saw a girl eyeballing a Starbucks as if she'd never seen one in the wild before. The curious head tilt, the careful examination of its structure, the quick glance around to see if others were seeing what she was seeing. YOU ARE WEARING a tank top with cherries on it, cargo capri-pants and OLD NAVY FUCKING FLIP FLOPS - I KNOW YOU'VE SEEN A STARBUCKS EVERY DAY SINCE YOU WERE BORN. What the fuck are you looking at?
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