Around 7AM I was pumping gas near work and I noticed a man on the sidewalk having an extremely heated telephone conversation.
I almost felt sorry for the guy, wondering what could possibly make someone so mad so early…and on a Sunday, nonetheless.
Nearly 6 hours have passed and the man has appeared again, about a block from where I first saw him.
He’s still on the phone, still jumping up and down and shouting at the person on the other end.
I thought waking up early for work was a lousy way to start such a bright sunny day. I can’t imagine what that guy’s day has been like, walking back at forth outside shouting at someone on the phone for 6 whole hours. Yikes.
As I was pumping gas I was almost tempted to take out my phone and snap a picture of the guy. I’m kind of bummed I didn’t.
If, on the way to work tomorrow, I happen to spot him in the same situation, I’ll be sure to get a photo to attach to this post.
