Dude of the Day I

I'm feeling very dude today. Gotta take 'er easy before the big weekend of nonstop things going on.

Prick

I needed to kill some time before meeting with someone, so I hit up the Starbucks on Belmont and Clark.

I waited in the line while the cashier chatted with a customer in front me about stupid bullshit. After a minute or so (a minute is a long time when you're listening to annoying conversation,) annoying customer went away, and I stepped up to order my Vanilla Latte.

She was way too nice. She was so nice, I could tell she didn't care if I knew she was being fake. She was great at small talk, and was cheery to a fault. I ordered my drink, sure to say 'large'.

She chirped: "Venti Vanilla Latte." to the Barista, and I paid.

I found a seat, all the way to west side of the window facing Belmont. My phone rang, it was Shayne. I answered it, and as I did the barista called out my drink.

I walked over and thanked her, as I was talking to Shayne. Taking my latte, I walked back to my seat. As I approached, a short and pudgy black dude, probably in his sixties, was rushing toward my seat. Pushing past me, he said 'excuse me', and plopped down in my seat.

"Excuse me, I was sitting there."

"No you wasn't."

"My things are here, I just got my drin-"

"You bag is here, but you not sittin' here."

...

"Wow man. You're a fuckin PRICK, aren't you?"

I picked up my bag and went to find a new seat, which I did on the opposite side of the coffee shop. As I walked away, insults bounced unheard off of my back...

Robb of the Day XXVII - Teddy Bear

I have a story about calling an old black dude at Starbucks a prick, but for now, here's a picture of me trying to look as cool as Livius.

Tomorrow - I fight a black dude!

Robb of the Day XXVI

Rainy day, reading.