In case you haven't heard the joke, it goes like this:
How do you clear out a Starbucks? Walk in and yell "Someone's stealing a kayak off the roof of a Subaru out there."
Well, as you (hopefully) can see, someone has chosen to cross into the elitist territory of Subaru owners. That's your basic 2-door speck. I think it's actually a Daihatsu. A 20 year old Daihatsu. In used-and-abused shape. And, ok, it's a canoe. But still, someone is trying to delve into territory that has been reserved for the yuppie-Subaru crowd. And although they have every right to, I still think it looks pretty damn funny.
Return of Bicycle-bum. The guy who tried to make me feel guilty for embarassing him in front of his friend (which happens to be the same lie he's told several people when asked to leave our customers alone) when I asked him to leave the Chevron customers alone was back. He returned on the 4th of July, in the evening, when all but 2 of the staff were at the store*. The manager, who also happens to be the owner's son-in-law, went out to tell him that he is not allowed to bother customers in our parking lot. Bicycle-bum got very angry, called him a whole bunch of names, questioned the ligitimacy of his bloodlines and in returned was asked to never come back to the store. Which means that if he tries to pull that line on me again, I can just come back with "That's all fine, but the manager told you that you were not allowed on the property at all."
*the 4th of July fireworks are in the park right across the street from the Chevron I work at. Every year tens of thousands of people show up for them, and a good percentage come into our store. We have to have 2 people at the door just to limit the number of people coming in at a time, and to do their best to keep things from walking out without being paid for. We had to bag everything, even if they just got a pack of gum, because the people at the door were not letting anything out the door that was not in a bag. I spent 4 hours at the cash register ringing up person, after person, after person. My cash register, which was open from 2:00 in the afternoon until 1:00 in the morning, logged in almost $4,500 in sales - that's seperate from the gas sales. And think about it, the average inside sale ranges from $1 up to $30. That's a lot of people. (Um, anyone out there thinking that's a gold mine waiting to be robbed - we never do anywhere near that any night other than the 4th, and chances are good, at a 4th of July party in Utah, at least one of the 30 people in the building at any one time has a concealed carry gun permit. Not a smart career move.)