Drunk People
Thursday, December 4th, 2008A while back I had to kill time. I would get off from my cheese shop job 3 hours earlier than Mr.Phi got off from work. We carpooled since his work was a stone’s throw away from mine. I would go to the Santa Monica library which is a great library but their parking sucks ballz. They charge 50 cents per 15 minutes, i thinkz. And then there are parking meters surrounding the library which cost even more. So I would park a couple of blocks away in a neighborhood with no parking restrictions(yes places do exist in the parking hell known as LA)

So I parked and started walking. Trying not to trip on the huge amount of homeless people. I always think the population of Santa Monica is 81% homeless/9% UCLA students/ 8.5% Commuters(a la Mr.Phi& me)/1% crazyrichpeeps So as I’m walking & I meet up with some teenagers all drunk at 4 in the afternoon and taking turns drinking from a 2 liter bottle of soda(uh huh) They stumble by me, looking me up and down, then sputter out a “hey”. The incident made me feel a lil good to know that drunk teenagers of different sexes find me attractive. Yay me!










