Yowza
I was just outside and there was this dude who looked exactly like every television depiction of a skeezy lawyer ever. It's 34 and sorta-snowing and he's wearing a pair of ray bans, has his longish blondish hair slicked back with half a bottle of gel, and is wearing a sorta beige-ish sport coat over a black shirt (I think it may have been a black, v-neck t-shirt, come to that).
He was tightening the screws on a car's license plate. With a butter knife.
In my head he was some kind of really lame criminal dude changing a license plate so he can make his getaway, but if so he's not doing a very good job keeping on the lowdown. For one thing he was right outside the laundry room and one of the apt. complex employees was parked right next to him. For another, it's hard to be inconspicuous trying to tighten screws with a butter knife.
Which sort of suggests that this guy goes out of the house with slicked-back hair and ray bans *on purpose*, on cloudy days and with no sense of irony. Oy.
He was tightening the screws on a car's license plate. With a butter knife.
In my head he was some kind of really lame criminal dude changing a license plate so he can make his getaway, but if so he's not doing a very good job keeping on the lowdown. For one thing he was right outside the laundry room and one of the apt. complex employees was parked right next to him. For another, it's hard to be inconspicuous trying to tighten screws with a butter knife.
Which sort of suggests that this guy goes out of the house with slicked-back hair and ray bans *on purpose*, on cloudy days and with no sense of irony. Oy.