Wherein I say the word “ass” as often as possible.
You know how it’s all the rage for kids to have their pants half way down their ass so you can see their underwear? Well, today the kid pouring my latte had his pants hanging off his ass except…no underwear. His ass was totally hanging out of his pants. Not that I’m complaining, really. I can think of more than one person I’d like to see make that particular fashion statement. I was just caught a bit off guard.
It makes you wonder what everyone else in the coffee shop was thinking. I didn’t notice any obvious reactions: bugged out eyes, hanging jaws, whispering behind hands, etc. Not that the self-righteous crowd in this state is going to be in a coffee shop in the first place.
This local roaster has a penchant for hiring … non-traditional … employees. They have a dozen shops around the valley and more often than not the employees are pierced and tattooed and otherwise thumbing their nose at social convention, but I wonder how the boss would react to the whole bare ass thing. Also, would that count as indecent exposure? We’re not locking up plumbers, so I’m not really sure.
I must confess I was almost giggling as I thought of those law makers who had palpitations when boxers first appeared on the scene and felt compelled to introduce legislation to prohibit such moral turpitude. Can you imagine the apoplexy when they spotted this kid with his ass out there for all to see?
Oh, did I mention I was at the one shop down in Utah County?
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