Things will be great when you’re downtown
They finally fixed the air conditioning problem at work and to make sure we don’t ever complain about it being too warm again, they set the temperature at 50 degrees. I don’t want to be labeled as a Chronic Complainer, so I’ve resigned myself both to the fact that I need to wear parkas with my sundresses and that I will be permanently adorned with armfuls of goose bumps.
Today I convinced a similarly chilly coworker to go for a walk around the block. During our stroll through downtown Minneapolis, we saw:
- Two men arguing in the middle of the street, one of who actually said, “You wanna piece a’me?”
- A giant black poodle tied up outside of SexWorld waiting for its owner. (Coworker: “Maybe they’re buying the dog a chew toy?”)
- The spot where coworker saw a drug deal take place at 5:30 p.m. last night; 5:30 still being during broad daylight.



