starbucks excess

I went to the rich people's Starbucks to study today.

i felt a bit out of place there because i was not wearing an entire paycheck (one of their paychecks, that is) on me in the form of clothing or 'handbags.'  nope, torn cargo shorts and smelly sanuks for me!

as i was sitting by the window, this lady pulled up in her p-diddyed (yep, that's a verb - look it up) escalade.  beyond the fact that she looked hilarious working so hard showcasing her money, it was hilarious because she sucked really badly at driving.  as she parked her blimp, blocking and nearly hitting a b'mer on the way in, i was hoping it was due to talking on her rhinestone-studded iphone like the lady next to me had.  nope.  she just sucked at driving.

i said to myself, "dang, self, rich people really suck at driving."  i kind of laughed again as barbie pranced back to the yugo with a happy cup of starbucks in hand.

man, i really am a terrible person for feeling so much better than poor barbie.  i parked my car badly one time, too.