The Pie Whisperer

This morning I decided to stop off at Starbucks for a tall House Blend (note: I only order “tall” drinks at Starbucks out of fear that I’ll mis-pronounce the other sizes). Ahead of me in line is a very stylishly dressed guy who eventually took way too long at the coffee add-in mini-counter area thingy. Anyhoo, Mr. Stylish was outside of the Starbucks after I finished modding my House Blend (half & half and a lid, in case you’re keeping score), leaning against his Toyota Corola, smoking a cigarette, trying to look cool as hell. Now I’ll admit, he had a lot of things going for him: slick haircut, nice clothes and some fancy sunglasses. Here’s the thing: it doesn’t matter who you are, what you’re wearing or what you’re doing, there’s just no way to look cool leaning up against a car that has a back windshield full of cute stuffed toys on display.