Upper-Middle Class Angst

I just pulled a Tony Robbins on this sea gull.

Um, this was in a store front window in Tampa. I was too frightened to figure out what the F type store would sell this. Maybe it’s a Sky Mall outlet?

Something tells me the [most likely male] owner of this vehicle has an extremely small…self-esteem. I am a lady, people. Which is why I wrote self-esteem instead of man part. Get it!?!?

Anyways, do you think this guy has a wife/girlfriend and, if so, is she okay with this ride? I would be so embarrassed rolling up with a dude in this but maybe that’s just me? His woman is probably all like, “I knew Rick was the one when I saw how big and tall his tires were. I can’t brave the muddy, uncharted territory of the Tampa Bay area without a man who’s serious about his pickup.”

I really wish I could stalk here forever waiting to see the owner but it’s getting hot and surely I have better things to do.*

*eh, doubtful

The ONLY time this behavior is acceptable for adults in airports is when it’s an insanely early morning flight (7 is your cutoff). I took this picture at 1:50 PM. You’re a grown man, get it together boss.

This is me and my guuurrllll, Lizzie. I think she might love me as much as she loves her mom, my BFF since birth. Again, I hope said BFF’s “new baby” is as cool as her Springer Spaniel.