Amongst the Teenyboppers

Yes, that was me at the Urban Outfitters on Broadway, standing on line to purchase some uber-ironic merchandise. But it's not my fault! I needed to buy gloves, and New Haven is slim pickings on the ground in the gloves department. Like a tiger who takes to eating humans, I was acting not out of taste, but from necessity. If it makes you feel any better, I almost choked to death on my own bile while in there. What a miserable establishment.