location, location, location

I may not be enjoying my job but it is in a great part of town. I swear, every single time I go walking around during my breaks or before work, something interesting happens. Today for instance, on my way to one of the three Starbucks' in a half mile radius, there was an old man waiting for the bus. He had a HUGE suitcase with him and he was talking to himself, crazy person talking. Then he starts applauding and screaming, "Bravo, bravo" to an empty street. So in the Starbucks I said something about it and apparently this guy rides the bus every single day and he talks to himself the whole time he's on the bus. I wonder what he has in his bag? Then on my lunch break, I walked to Rite Aid and there's this huge commotion. One of the clerks is throwing out this meth-head woman who I had seen throughout the day. He's screaming, "You fucking bitch, don't ever come back." And she screams, "Fuck you." Then as I'm walking up to the store, she's looking inside all crazy-eyed and pointing at the guy and saying, "You're gay, I'm telling everybody that comes in here that you're gay." THE DRAMA!