yeah? well eat my assorted condiment stand dust you bastard...

alright sooo i just got home from my momentary and now quite pointless (other than an americano) trip to starbucks, where i encountered the plan foiling monster known as the middle aged buisness man. i steped into starbucks only to find that it was packed (go figure, its only easter monday ha ha ha) not a single table was open so i hoped for the best and teased bobby telling her she should shoo some of these lingering people who are done their coffee out of the store to make more room for us others wanting a table. she just chuckled and i knew of course because i worked there that it would never happen. i ordered my drink and stated talking to a gentle man who i knew as a customer before i quit he laughed and offered me his table when he was done his coffee which had aproximately two sipps left. so i thanked him emphaticly and as he stood up i went to get my drink, the 3 FAT, UGLY, BALDING, UNSTYLISH, JERK OFF, men right behind me in line rushed over and took my table which already had my book on it, not my lap top but my book... so i walked over and i was like excuse me i was just getting my brink i put my book there... and the ugliest of the 3 men handed me my book before i could finish my sentence and said oh here you go... so i looked at him and i was like you dont understand what im saying i suppose... i put my book there becuase i was sitting there... and he was like well obviously you werent becuase im sitting here and im not sitting on you am i? so i was like you know what your a real peice of work buddy thanks alot! i was RIGHT PISSED off by then so noteing that he sat directly behind the disgustingly littered codiment stand my quick thinking and often vendetive mind worked before the rest of my better judgment could kick in... before i could put my not yet cream and sugared americano down i had to wipe off the debris with a napkin didnt i? obviously i couldnt put down my coffee in such a mess of cinnamon, raw sugar, and coco dust could i?!? so with the most inocent flick of the wrist i could manage to fake i sweetly swept the dusty debries off the side of the stand and on to the back of his silly looking ill fitting suit jaket, no one noticed of course but a woman who saw the whole incident go down, she gave me a victory thumbs up and i felt a little better after i picked up my drink and mentioned he had something funny on the back of his jacket... i watched throught the windows as his friends examined his back and he gave me a look as i walked away that only could mean he knew i had something to do with it to which i silently replied with a little wink and a smile that told him he'd better belive i had something to do with it! serves him right hope the drycleaning costs as much as the jacket it was ugly anyways! now i know you could say that i was immature and rude just as he was... but normaly im not... so this was a sweet departure from my polite ways and for once it felt pretty damn good!

p.s. i know i know im a horrid ill behaved little diviant... i get the point... but it felt SO SO SO good... oh yeah and i saw a moose trapped in the middle of a park in the middle of town and there were a bunch of goofy police men running around trying to corall it with big animal control pole device thing... it was really quite funny. they were there when i was on my way to get coffee and they were still there when i was on my way home. hope they dont end up getting tired of it and shooting it like the coppers always end up doing it seems.