I had an extra few minutes on my way to see the doctor, so I stopped into my local Starbucks. I wanted to tip the nice art students behind the counter, but I had no cash and so had to pay with credit. I noticed that the tips already in the jar were pretty sad. There was maybe about 85 cents in there at 9:30am on a Saturday. Imagine a couple of poor idealistic young art students having to wake up this early on a Saturday morning just to split 85 cents. As I sat down in the front window, i felt satisfied that other customers would surely pick up the slack for me.
Out on the front corner there was the inevitable bum selling copies of Streetwise. The first thing I noticed was a couple of douchebags in bike-racing tights walk out and hand this guy their change. I thought to myself, “I can’t believe they gave their change to that guy instead of the nice barristas.”
Then I saw the seventeen year old girl with the adult-sized teeth in the child-sized face do the same thing. And the crazy old lady who wore her fur coat into the store while her massive rotweiler thrashed and shivered on the sidewalk in the cold. All these idiots were saving their change for the worthless old alcoholic out front. Practically stealing it right from the mouth of the next goddamn Pablo Picasso.
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