When working at certain design shops around Chelsea I make it a habit of having coffee in the morning at the City Bakery on 18th. It's a bit overpriced, but the space is great with a second floor of seating that looks out into the whole place. Anywho, one morning this weekend dad was getting his little girl breakfast and remarked to his daughter at the fact the I was drawing. I felt a bit like a zoo animal or a poor peasant in a 3rd world country where vacationing tourist pass by snapping pictures of my labor. This guys was a living cliche. Half the stuff that came out of his mouth sounded like it was scripted for a family comedy. So, I was inspired to record the moment as I sat there listening to him prattle. Good times.
