The Joys of Urban Living

I don't actually *live* in the city, but I work downtown.

This morning after parking my car, as I'm walking to my place of employment I see this guy on the sidewalk. Shirtless, pants half-down his legs, acting like he's freezing to death and desperately trying to open the side door of a van. He knocks, looks around, jiggles the handle, knocks again, does the popsicle dance and then does it all over again.

At first I wondered how this fool managed to lock himself out of his work vehicle (it was a company van), especially since he was barely half dressed. When I looked back, he had moved down the street and was trying to open a car.

I hate the city.