Heres a heartwarming story from our erstwhile hometown. My eleven year old son and I were driving downChicago road this afternoon , and as we approached Enzos, I saw a young woman standing outside the entrance smoking a cigarette and wearing what looked like a uniform shirt and apron from Enzos. Thinking I might know her, I honked my horn and waved. Without missing a beat, taking a second thought or hesitating a single moment she immediately lifted her right hand and flipped me off...my son and I immediately were convulsed with laughter, to the point of tears, as I explained to him that this was pretty much typical heightsian behavior for a certain class of people
Posted on: Sat, 27 Sep 2014 21:38:27 +0000
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