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across the street from my work is a place called tea and sympathy. it is an all british compound. essentially they all exist out of that shop to keep their "londoness" to themselves. but my main problem with these particular group of individuals is that the sit in their picture window and stare at me during smoke breaks. especially this little chubby one.

given england's devasting loss to portugal yesterday i wore the portugal colors to work so they would have a disturbing reminder of their failure if they so chose to stare yet again.