Things I don't understand.
Stores that close at 6.No, cutesy boutique stores, I can't make it to your store after earning a salary to cover my rent, student loan bills, minimal groceries and that cute dress hanging in your front window.
I can; however, look at it (the mentioned cutesy dress) through the front door after exhaling a sigh of frustration when it occurs to me you are in fact - closed. (at 6:02)
The guy sitting on the curb of a main road - inhaling that cancer stick. Move your feet.
People who order their steak well done. Shame on you.