2006-12-13
in line
By now, you all know my feelings about people who treat tights as if they were a viable alternative to pants. So imagine my dismay when I found myself behind not one, but two such girls in line at Starbucks. And to make matters (so much) worse, they were deeply involved in an impassioned conversation about who hooked up with who on reality television.
It took them approximately a minute and a half to order their drinks and walk away-- which, as a happy coincidence, is the exact amount of time I can listen to a conversation about Laguna Beach without wanting to hang myself from a shower rod.
zebrasaur at 1:41 p.m.
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