Thursday, April 17, 2008

...on jockeying for position

real quick.

before the coffee starts to kick in.

to that rather desheveled looking kid in the cordovan colored members only leather jacket that you no doubt bought at a thrift store for 10 times what and rational person would pay for it (now THAT's irony) who was bobbing and weaving his way up the escalator at lexington and 53rd.

yeah you, the one i collided with midway through.

i don't what your response was as i had headphones on but,

fuck off little man.

quit trying to nudge your way past everyone.

we're all running late and you're no more special than the rest of us.

and you should really do something about that hair. you look like a homeless man. go die.

—the bastard

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