Yup, I saw butt cheeks at Starbucks a couple of weekends ago. I was out running some errands and popped in for a tasty beverage. I found myself in line behind a young couple, late teens to early twenties. She was wearing a black tank top, a bikini, and flip flops. No pants. And if that wasn't bad enough, her bikini bottoms were of the ambitious, musical loving sort that yearned to "climb every mountain." So, yeah, just hangin' out at Starbucks...
When it was my turn at the counter, I said to the barista, "Yeah, shirt and shoes are required, but pants are optional." She gave a kind of half smile and weak laugh, but it was hard to tell if it was the "I agree with you that the situation is screwed up, but I am powerless to stop it," or the "I'm not sure what you're talking about, but I can tell you're trying to make a joke, so here's a fake laugh to humor you" variety.
Seriously, how do you not notice that
1. you aren't wearing pants in public, and
2. your butt cheeks are flapping in the breeze?
When it was my turn at the counter, I said to the barista, "Yeah, shirt and shoes are required, but pants are optional." She gave a kind of half smile and weak laugh, but it was hard to tell if it was the "I agree with you that the situation is screwed up, but I am powerless to stop it," or the "I'm not sure what you're talking about, but I can tell you're trying to make a joke, so here's a fake laugh to humor you" variety.
Seriously, how do you not notice that
1. you aren't wearing pants in public, and
2. your butt cheeks are flapping in the breeze?
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