Older twenties-aged man in the rough streets of Irvine, CA, on a pretty serious looking unicycle.
So serious, in fact, that I was relieved to see he was wearing a helmet.
This is an old one that Jeff and I recently reminisced about.
‘Twas at the Stadium Brewery in Aliso Viejo, CA (ahem, Cougar Den).
Jeff and I were in the bar area waiting to snag a table.
Man in his mid thirties-ish, taking up the one long table by the bar area, by himself.
He was sitting there, alone, with a beer (so, maybe technically not alone), distracting himselfwith one of the many tv’s around him.
Then, suddenly, it was as if he had JUST remembered something really important.
There was a smirk on his face, it was one of those “silly me, how could I forget this super
He reached into his pocket.
Pulled out his keys.
And carefully placed them on the table,
Making sure his BMW logo was easily observable to those [Cougars] walking by.