The snarky dude just scowled at me and gave me the finger. Also in front of my kids. Nice move Sergio Valentload. At that point I thought, "You know what douche nozzle please die!" I then imagined that the scarf would get caught up in the metallic stairs of the escalator then dragging the idiot to his knees as he choked himself out. That of the yawn from the scarf would cut into his pencil thin neck causing his head to pop off and fly downwards into the fountain in front of the Disney Store.
That didn't happen. Scarfy went on his merry way as did we. But this chance encounter got me thinking that
No one should wear a scarf in Los Angeles, especially on a day that was well over 80 degrees. Scarfs should be restricted to those who ski and snowboard. And anyone wearing one longer than 4-6 feet long should be arrested or at least have the scarf taken away form them and that's The Bitter Truth.