Monday, July 25, 2005

Bad Person

I was stopped at an intersection in the west loop, Downtown chicago, corner of Ashland and Ogden.

Up to the windshield of my car comes an african american man with a delightful grin on his face. He raised his wrist to display a squeegee stolen from the nearby gas station. As he attempted to clean my windshield with his "borrowed" window cleaning instrument, I turned on my windshield wipers and pressed the spray button.

This officially makes me a bad person.