>wake up
>decide I will go out for breakfast to-go
>insert convoluted anecdote here about ordering disaster because no one speaks English
>female pajeet screws up my order
>shouting match with manager
>decide I will just eat at nearby downtown city park
>55 year old white guy across from fountain rolling cigarettes, slamming pounders, bebopping to his own blaring rap music
>shirtless 55 year old black guy slithers around behind me having lively conversation
>with himself
>white zoomer in pleather with two ripped knees in jeans stumbles into park with camel jockey buddy
>zoomer keeps eyeballing me
>finally gets up from bench and walks right towards me
>I know whats coming and make fast exit
>still following me whining for a cigarette
And you jabronis wonder why I never go outside and enjoy this 21st century American multicultural wonderland. The answer is simple:
Because I don't fucking have to.