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Above, you will find an asshat. This euro-trash fuckwit was walking to the door of my neighbourhood starbucks this morning while smoking a cigarette. He got to the door about .2 seconds before I did, dropped his cigarette (on his shoe no less) and went in the door. I followed him in. Now, right when he stepped through the door, he was kind enough to exhale a nice lungfull of smoke... which I had to walk through.

Now, I used to be a morning person. I also used to be polite and nice. Not today.

"Thanks a lot you fucking asshole" I said walking right behind him.

He turned around to look at me through his overpriced Versace sunglasses. "Excuse me?"

"Thanks for making me breath in your smoke you asshole."

He looked at me again, probably out of disbelief I actually said these words to him. "... fuck you" he said as he slowly turned around.

"Nice comeback douche" I said and then placed my order after him.

So I took my seat far from him and then pondered our friendly conversation. Why was I so angry? Was I in the wrong? Why was he wearing biker shorts and overpriced Pirelli driving shoes when he clearly didn't bike to starbucks nor arrived in a performance-based automobile? Should I have apologised? I mean, he's just an old man who will die soon and has a huge gut and a quickly vanishing head of hair.

No fuck that, he blew an entire mouthful of smoke out in front of me INSIDE THE STORE mind you.

Meh, it didn't matter. My drink was called before his was. Therefore...

I won.