No title fits this post

Because it is a very strange post.

So yesterday, I was at an author event/concert, and there was a point (like, an hour) where I was standing in line with my friends to get my book signed. And while we were in line, obviously we were talking. And apart from asking every random person around us "Hey, what would you and a buddy do?" I was trying to tell them about journalism camp, but really, I have found that if you didn't go, it just isn't as interesting. So no one but my mom took real interest. Which is sad. But hey, I accept it.

But so in between me saying things like "But wait, it gets more interesting when we start talking about the different type of leads!" (I have learned that if you aren't a journalist, you aren't interested in the different type of leads.) I remembered something I saw on spring break in San Fransisco, and I thought I would share it with you. It was one of those times where you really, really wonder if there is a hidden camera, because it is just that stupid.

So my parents wanted to make sure that we were the most touristy tourists to ever visit San Fran, and so we HAD to ride the trolley. And so we took it from one end aaaaalllll the way to the other, and ended up right at this three story Forever 21. But I was broke at this point, so no shopping happened.

And we decided to wait until the next trolley came to get on and go back, so we could look around the downtown area. And of course, when you are in a strange city, what do you do? Find their Coldstone. Duh. So we did, but it was about a million degrees in there (crazy, right? it's an ICE CREAM PLACE!) and i really didn't want to wait in the mile long line in the heat, so i waited outside.

And here is where the stupidity starts. I'm leaning against the front window of coldstone, trying to look like a native, and this... older teenage couple, maybe early 20's, were standing across the sidewalk from me. And it was very obvious they had been arguing. She looked pissed off, and he looked confused. And so as I'm standing there she goes, "Like, when we went to your house last night?! We did nothing." and he still looks confused and says, "What do you mean we did nothing? We always do stuff." And the girl glares at him and says, "PLAYING VIDEO GAMES IS NOT MY IDEA OF STUFF." and then she continues yelling at him for about 5 minutes, while he just keeps trying to hug her, and she keeps spitting at him. Seriously. I was like, WTF?!

And so after she calms down a bit, she stops spitting at him, and just starts spitting on the ground. And then she accidentally spits on her shoe. And I was like 'Here we go again...' because she BLOWS UP when he pulls a (who the hell still has these) handkerchief out of his pocket and goes to clean off her shoe. How much more whipped can you get, seriously. And of course, she just starts dropping the f bomb left and right, and my little brother just happened to come out at that point, so I had to shoe him back inside.

And after she got all of that rage out, she was just standing there with her face in her hands, possibly crying, though it could have been an act, and the guy goes, "Well, are you coming over tonight?" and she goes, "Yeah, what we gonna do?" And he's like "Play video games?" and he is SERIOUS! I wanted to throw something heavy and possibly sharp at him. Even though I am the type of girl who wouldn't mind just playing video games, she obviously wasn't.

And so she runs off down the street and he chases after here, and this is the last bit of dialog i get is, "We can take a walk!" "Where the hell are we gonna walk?" "We could walk around my apartment. It's big!"

This was where I was like. Hoooooly crap. I must be on candid camera. But I wasn't. It was real. And pathetic. And sad. And I felt bad for him, because she was really probably just PMSing.

Poor guy.