Coffee Cup 812
Posted by Lloyd Y. Asato | Filed under Poetics of Peet's
In case you did not know, here is something you never ever want to see. Grandmas and aunties lusting over some young hunk. I mean glazed-eyes passion with shortness of breath. I was thinking that this must suck for him that his most rabid fans are fifty-something housewives, but the younger ones were there as well. This kind of behaviour is expected in fangirls, but not my mother. Please, please not my mother.
To make matters worse, I find myself in the middle of this queue amused and just a little bit scared. It was quite the spectacle. It hits me that I am one of a few guys here. I should point out that I was not here for him but for someting else. Really.
No wonder people think I am gay. 812.