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Welcome to My Wretched Hive...

April 26, 2005	La Vida
Ginger and I were crossing 7th Avenue on our way back to the PATH station and New Jersey, when we impeded the progress of a driver turning left onto 7th. He was certainly legal, but so were we. In his Road Petulance (a term Ginger coined just for him), he expressed his frustration verbally. The sad part is he didn't articulate clearly. It could've been "Yuppie Scum!". It could've been "Hippy Scum!" We couldn't tell. Now, admittedly, I have shoulder-length hair. Even in New York F**King City, that's not common in Yuppie Scum. Also, 13th Street in the West Village is not your typical Yuppie Magnet. So, maybe it was "Hippy Scum". Except... Except for the Topsiders, Dockers, Polo shirt and genuine dead-cow jacket, with a cellphone in one pocket and iPod in the other. Maybe he should've said "Hiyuppie Scum!" and covered both his bases.
.:Posted by Michael on April 26, 2005 9:19 PM:.

Maybe what he meant to say was "Unclassifiable Demographic Scum". I can see how one's tongue might trip over that.

.:Posted by Charles Kuffner ( total) on April 27, 2005 8:42 AM:.

I think what he meant was "get the &*%$ out of my way" but was too scared of a 6'4" guy with long hair to say that. Wimp.

.:Posted by Ginger ( total) on April 27, 2005 11:36 AM:.

My guess is he was of the conservative stripe that relates ANY long haired man to a hippie. The kind who would call me a pinko commie for wearing a peace symbol. (Yes, this has happened to me. But in Dallas, not in NYC.)

.:Posted by Amy ( total) on April 28, 2005 7:58 AM:.

It was "Duppy scum." The guy was obviously a big Bob Marley fan.

.:Posted by Pete ( total) on April 29, 2005 1:18 PM:.