Stopped at Staples after work to pick up some note cards to write a potential client; I'm leaving and look what was going on in the parking lot:
AND HIS FRIEND, I DIDN'T GET. HIS. NAME. OK OK In my defense there was a parking lot security guard flexin: YOU CAN'T BE HERE!
My bad yall I think I heated yall up when I asked to take pictures. FORGIVE!