March 29, 2009

Seen During Today’s Groundpound.

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jim @ 1:23 pm

1. I saw a guy wearing whites and a chef’s hat walking into a local convenience store.

I figured, maybe he ran out of salt? Pepper? Sugar? It could happen.

On my way back a few minutes later I saw him coming out of the store carrying one of those cardboard trays, which contained several coffees “to go.” WTF?

Yo, you’re a farookin’ chef. Put on a pot!

2. I walked past a black kid in his late teens who was waiting for a bus. He was wearing a too-large, flat-brimmed Yankee baseball cap turned sideways and baggy pants just slightly south of the beginning of his asscrack. He was also wearing a black and white keffiyeh around his neck. I know that the black and white keffiyeh is a “symbol of Palestinian heritage,” but I think I am safe in assuming that this kid’s heritage is more like … Newark.

I really wanted to stop and ask him in a very friendly, non-confrontational way why he was wearing a keffiyeh, but I didn’t, because IJ decided that there isn’t a single possible answer he could have given me that would have convinced me that he was anything other than an asshole. Besides, I really don’t feature tangling ass with a kid one-third my age, even though I’m sure I could have easily jacked his pants down around his ankles (they were one-third of the way there already) and as he was doing the penguin walk, kick him in the stindeens.

I’ve had better groundpounds.

10 Comments »

  1. That kid represents the future of this country. Is that scary or what?

    Comment by Kevin — March 29, 2009 @ 2:46 pm

  2. I always think those neck things look like a tablecloth waiting to happen.

    Comment by LeeAnn — March 29, 2009 @ 3:21 pm

  3. At least their pants wearing style makes it easy for the police to catch them.

    Comment by hammer — March 29, 2009 @ 3:45 pm

  4. Could be the chef and his crew needed to start with some coffee while they were making more at the restaurant… or their coffee maker broke (horrors!).

    As for the idiot kid. There were a couple of kids looking like that in Starbucks today. Cracked me up because they looked sooooo out of place.

    Comment by Teresa — March 29, 2009 @ 3:50 pm

  5. In my mind, I pump the stomachs of the turds wearing the keffiyehs with imaginary lead. No shit. I am sick of seeing the symbol of glorification of the mass murder of my heritage around the necks of young, ignorant punks. I can’t wait for swastika armbands to come back into vogue. That should probably coming soon to a catwalk near you.

    Comment by Erica — March 29, 2009 @ 4:05 pm

  6. There’s a famous (?) photo of Keith Richards wearing a keffiyeh leaning against a water fountain, from like, the 70s (Exile on Main Street era). There’s an anti-drug poster over the fountain, you know, like, for visual irony and shit.

    This is back back back in the Dogette Time Machine, to a time waaaaaay before this “cool accessory” was jacked by street punk wannabes in Jersey. Keith wore the ratty-ass thing for years. I bet the Smithsonian has it now.

    I am full of useful information; ask anytime.

    Comment by dogette — March 29, 2009 @ 5:57 pm

  7. Let’s hope the dumbass kid wanders into Brooklyn some fine dark night…

    Comment by Dave Merriman — March 29, 2009 @ 6:55 pm

  8. I have two sons in law enforcement I call it job security instead of the future of this country.

    Comment by chef of da future — March 30, 2009 @ 7:26 pm

  9. Hat sideways, pants down below his asscrack, and you thought his answer about a keffiyeh would prove he was an asshole?

    He is obviously a follower of Madame Speaker, Sen. Nancy Pelosi.

    Comment by joated — March 30, 2009 @ 8:06 pm

  10. I use punks like that and the goths as entertainment when my wife and I are at the mall. I simply laugh out loud and shake my head as I walk by. I mean, do they own a mirror?

    I had long hair (back when it still grew in places other than my nose and ears) and a single pierced ear, but my clothes fit and I didn’t walk around with a scowl on my face or adornments I couldn’t explain.

    Comment by Dan O — April 2, 2009 @ 10:33 am

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