Guy #1 is leaning against a building. Beside him on the ground is a 40 oz of beer in a brown paper bag. He is smoking a cigarette talking to Guy #2 who is standing curbside, drinking a beer while proceeding to spit.
I overhear Guy #1 say, “I was talking to this girl and her feet. Oh my God, her feet! You know what I am saying?”
I walk in between them. Guy #1 say to Guy #2, “See what I am talking about? That is what I am talking about. Guess those shoes with corks are comfortable. Damn!”
Guy #2: “Yeah, I hear ya.”
Me: I laugh all the way to the corner before turning onto Market Street heading to MUNI.