Hello! I’m still alive and kicking, living it up in San Francisco, but currently I’m waiting in line.
Why? I’m 90% certain the TSA stole a t shirt out of my bag. They did leave me a love note that they’d fondled my stuff. Anyway, I finally got tired of using my workout shirt as a pajama shirt sub, especially since I finally used it for its actual purpose this morning, so here I am at Ross with the cheapest sub shirt I could find.
Sure, lots of variety in this size of store, but an equally proportionate size of wait line.
Being in line, I thought of this video, maybe some of you have seen it.
Anyway, the weather has been great. I like it a little cooler and San Fran in the summer is more than accommodating. I’ve seen a lot of the good sights and pictures are forthcoming. In the meantime, I’m going to head to a late dinner, just as soon as I get out of this line… This is water.
14 thoughts on “Waiting in Lines”
The poor TSA Agent needed your shirt. Have you seen the clothes they are forced to wear?
Consider it an early tax payment.
Enjoy San Fran!
Ugh, taxed enough already. 😉
Glad you’re having a good time, in spite of the Great T-Shirt Caper of 2013.
I enjoyed that video. 🙂
Great video isn’t it? Well, hopefully the shirt goes well with the iPads they’ve also found for themselves.
Glad to hear you’re having fun, except for the line. That must have been an awesome shirt that the TSA Agent took.
It was pineapple argyle. I call it P’argyle. 😉
Consider it a compliment that they like your style.
I guess so! I thought, a t shirt? Really?
I believe Mark Twain said, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer day in San Francisco.” Have fun.
It hasn’t been too bad, but certainly not summer weather.
I kept seeing your name in comments, so I’m glad to discover your blog. And I have to laugh that TSA stole your shirt. I received one of those notes before. Actually, I’m kinda hoping TSA puts a new shirt in my bag next time, ’cause mine are mostly raggedy.
Hey, if they want to upgrade my stuff, I might be all right with it. 😉
This reminds me of the main souvenir my brother bought on our trip to San Francisco: A toothbrush.
The music in the background was the stereotypical elevator music song. We were in a Rite-Aid in the middle of the high-rise business district off Embaradero. It’s a pretty fancy place to buy a toothbrush.
Good things about lines is you can try to meet new people. People in San Francisco are generally friendly, and people in lines are not, so you may have a nice balance.
I’m a few hundred miles south in Southern CA, with our typical “June Gloom” – 65-70 degrees and foggy. Not quite as foggy as San Francisco gets, though.
Seriously, it’s frigid in the San Fran. And then of course I had 90 to come back to. Ugh. Wish I could meet somewhere in the middle.