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Street Talk, April 28th

Lots can happen on the mean streets of a big city. We might be friendly folk to shop owners and merchants and restaurant staff, but when it comes to blocking our paths in any way, the claws come out. Street talk is tough. But actions sometimes speak louder than words. And by the way, in case you can’t read the signs, DON’T BLOCK THE CROSSWALK like this clown or you’re gonna hear about it.

And when a local gives you good advice, it’s probably smart to at least listen. Possibly even to obey. But I guess this Tesla owner thought he knew better. I wonder what flavor ice cream Aaron bought to watch the offender’s car being towed?? Looks like a vanilla cone injected with caramel? Yum. Good choice A-a-ron.

And sometimes you just have the need to unleash and talk like a truck driver to express your innermost frustrations. What better way to vent than to specifically ask for a good target and then go bananas! But what a funny question to ask of tech support. I wonder who ultimately picked up that charming call? Oooof.

The actual definition of street talk is “speech seen as vulgar and improper, especially that associated with uneducated and low-class people; slang.” I think the best kind of street talk is when people who think they are high-class have utter meltdowns and we get to watch. I’m sure at one point you saw the viral meme featuring an entitled guy cutting to the front of the Midwest Airlines line to demand being rebooked in a first class seat after a canceled flight. He screamed at the gate agent, “Do you even know who I am?” The completely composed gate agent got on the loudspeaker and announced to the perturbed crowd, “We have a passenger here who does not know who he is!” Hilarious. What a classy way to handle a complete ass.

Living in a big city teaches you a lot about patience or lack thereof and the habits of humanity. It’s not always pretty but it can be pretty funny. And some good old fashioned street talk is sometimes a necessity to navigate the concrete jungle to protect our turf.

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