There’s a guy that works on my floor who very much reminds me of Lloyd* from Entourage. 

While I sure as heck cannot confirm if my coworker is gay like the television character, he has a striking resemblance to Lloyd, is light on his feet, smiles and blushes a little when we pass in the hall. 

I have no idea what his actual name is and whenever I see him I just want to scream out (and have to stop myself), LLOYD!

*Why is the photo on Lloyd’s wiki page of him red and bleary eyed drunk?

Last night my friend greeted me with a surprise extra Jose Cuervo chocolate that she scored from her job.

I’ve never had one before, I popped it in my mouth and oh boy.  So good. 

All morning I’ve been dreaming of the deliciousness that was and now I want to get a giant bin full of individually wrapped tequila filled chocolates, keep it on my desk and watch as I become the most popular person in the office within a matter of 15 minutes.

Last night I was to meet up for some delicious Shake Shack. 

I had never been but have heard of ridiculously long lines for it, and if there’s one thing I usually don’t do, it’s ridiculously long lines.  There are hundreds of place to eat good food, drink and have a good time within most neighborhoods, so I just don’t see the point.  

Anyway, my best guess is that I was number 250 – 300 on a line that stretched far, real far.  This meant that once my friend arrived we booked it to a bar for buffalo burgers, YUM!

When I first stepped on the line I was behind a group of European tourists who kept looking at me as if I was invading their personal space.  They kept turning around and giving me dirty looks, this despite my giving them plenty of room to take stupid photos of themselves in Madison Square Park.

Eventually more and more people got on line behind me, and that’s when said European tourists realized that they had been taking photos of themselves while standing on a line for a solid seven minutes.

What’s to be learned here?

Tourists are becoming dumber by the day…

I was recently out on a date and she informed me that she has never seen The Karate Kid Part III…WHA!?!??!????

Not only that, but she thought that there were only two Ralph Macchio Karate Kid movies and a third being the Hilary Swank one…and she was not kidding…

AND!!! To make things even more unbelievable she thought that I was goofing around and telling a white lie about this third Karate Kid movie…SHEESH!