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Today when I got to brunch I parked on Telegraph in front of this car that had a 40ish yeah old man sitting inside. He honked his horn and asked me to move up a little because he said i wasn't giving him enough room to get out (he had at least a foot on each side). I rolled my eyes but moved my car up another foot and a half-so that my car was just touching the red zone. When I got out he started complaining and my friend Sarah yelled back "chill out you have more than enough room." We walked away to him yelling insults.
After brunch (where I had an awesome fig, blue cheese and walnut custard w/ beet salad btw)we came back to a note that said "the ugly, flabby, funky, pastey, dog faced girls :) And he threw some black motor oil on my car too. Oh how I miss living in Oakland..
After brunch (where I had an awesome fig, blue cheese and walnut custard w/ beet salad btw)we came back to a note that said "the ugly, flabby, funky, pastey, dog faced girls :) And he threw some black motor oil on my car too. Oh how I miss living in Oakland..