After lunch, Glen had to go to the Post Office. In lieu of dutifully heading back to the office, Ching, Dylan and I decided to wait for him. While we're standing there, this guy rolls up in a brand new BMW convertable (a 5 series M3, so the guy had some cash), parks in the middle of the right lane, slaps his blinkers on and gets out of the car. He's a skinny guy, sporting a linen see-through shirt and these reddish grey metallic looking pants along with some black leather flip flops. He grabs his dry cleaning and swishes past us to the dry cleaners.

At this point we're mildly amused at his choice of parking space (the middle of the street is as good a place as any, I suppose) and start paying closer attention. At one point, he pops his head out of the dry cleaners, then goes back in. A moment later, he leaves the dry cleaners, looks toward the car (and us hooligans) then decides it's worth chancing and goes next door to the shoe repair place. Soon after, the nice lady from the dry cleaners looks at his car, checking for a tow truck, no doubt. All the while, we're making Dukes of Hazzard comments since the top is down. We're also pondering what we have to throw into the car but in the end do nothing but turn in a little cirlce so we all can see. Eventually the man saunters past us once again, dry cleaning in hand, and heads back to the car.

We think the adventure is over but no! it is not! He opens the trunk, presumably to put the dry cleaning away and instead gets out a white pair of leather flip flops, puts them on in place of his identical black ones, then heads into the Post Office. Finally, he emerges, gets into the car and leaves the scene. Glen comes out shortly after the man leaves and we walk back to the office along the Embarcadero (where they're making a movie) talking about how we'd film that little episode if we made a movie of it. Dylan would do 2 frames -- the top one with the guy's car and the bottom with the guy, including close ups of the flip-flops and our less than non-chalant reactions.