Harbor East is pretty cool, in a rich hipster yuppy kind of way. But I guess we’re all old enough now to accept that we’re rich hipster yuppies, except Ramza obviously. I just arrived in New York yesterday to start my summer. Even after seven years abroad, I still feel way too fucking Midwestern for this city. Haven’t gotten a single “you’re welcome” yet, and there are some fucking crazy people here seriously. Czech out this story.
So I was in Starbucks buying a coffee this morning, and the guy in front of me wanted ginger in his “Light caramel skinny seabreeze gold-encrusted ginger macchiato” thing or whatever (I don’t know, people in Chicago just buy a fucking coffee), and the barista told him “sorry we don’t have any ginger” (I think she only said sorry because anyone who works at starbucks is not from New York anyway). So the guy, whose beard was longer than my cock, looking all flustered was like "well then maybe the sign up there should read “light caramel skinny seabreeze gold-encrusted parentheses no ginger parentheses macchiato”. lol the dude actually said the word “parentheses” twice around no ginger. I was trying so hard not to burst out laughing. What a crazy fucking place. well that’s my story thanks for reading guys.