On my way to meet a new potential fashion client, I put on my coolest outfit and rush off into the night to meet her at a coffee shop. Feeling pretty confident, I make eye contact with some hot guy on the corner and promptly lose the ground beneath me trying to take a step onto the sidewalk. He notices, calls me out and I mumble something about snipers.
Minutes later, a Chinese thug/gangster/I don't know what in his mid-40's, possibly 50's, sticks his tongue out at me.
This is what I like to call "par for the course."
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