Last summer, there was a woman with steely ragged hair who brought an entire honeydew to Starbucks, eating it with plastic utensils. I wasn’t sure if she was homeless, until she asked me where I had my hair done. “They do a great job, don’t they?” She responded. Clearly, the woman was not homeless.
In the past few days, though, I’ve noticed this dude in my local Starbucks. Thanks to Chris, my most favorite person in the world, for the photos. Whether he knows it or not, he and I are going to interview this deranged person today. I’m bringing the ipod recorder. Who does this? I mean, seriously.