so the other night, there was an old man in my coffee shop. he was wearing big sunglasses. wearing big sunglasses at night, indoors, is something that douchebags do, not something old men do, right? wrong. this guy was doing it. and here's why: he didn't want people to notice him as he drew their portraits.it was one of the weirdest things i've witnessed. he was just staring at people, obviously drawing pictures of them. the weirdest part is that NO ONE SEEMED TO NOTICE BUT ME. i even had to point it out to my fellow employees. that guy is drawing people. "who?" the old guy in the sunglasses, with the mustache, who's just drinking a cup of hot water, out of a cup from the coffee shop across the street, a cup he asked me to fill with more hot water. "oh, that guy? are you sure?" yes, look how he's staring at people, then back down at his sketchpad, then back up at them. "yeah, that's weird."
and when we closed, he left his drawings behind. i wish i would've saved one to show you guys. i'm pissed that i didn't. but they all kind of looked like this:
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