We're halfway through the summer here. My town and every surrounding town is inundated by idiots who don't know how to drive.
Still, despite my general feels of anger, I occasionally feel sympathy towards the people who come from "the city." Like yesterday for example. I was rinsing my daughter off at an outdoor shower by the beach when I overheard the smallest tidbit from a cell phone conversation. There it is, below, in its entirety.
"Oh my gawd! Like, grilled cheese? You're gonna get a grilled cheese? That's too funny! Eh! Eh! Eh! Eh! Eh! EEEEEEEWWWWW!"
Call me a "dick," but Labor Day couldn't come fast enough...