To the Random Man in Starbucks

Have you ever been on a bus filled with numerous open seats yet someone decides to choose the seat right next to you? Or your at the gym and of all the stair masters opened the scary hairy man chooses the machine right next to you! Yes as if watching me sweat and almost die on the machine is “sexy”. Well today I run into another one of those moments. As I sit here and enjoy my venti iced green tea lemonade from Starbucks in peace, I notice a middle aged man with gray “fluffy” hair sit across from me. Maybe it’s just me but it’s always awkward when your facing a random person and working on something. I’d rather choose the chair that would have my back towards them, but nope this man chooses to face me. Every now and then I look up and find him either looking at me or stroking his hair. So I begin to wonder what’s going on in his noodle? I wish I could take a picture of him but then i’d look like the creepo :/so I just continue to write about this man I don’t know, who probably thinks i’m writing a paper…but little does he know I’m writing about him..naming him the strange man with gray “fluffy” hair…..

You ever wonder if someones updating their life about you? Who knows…next facebook status or tumblr entry could be about you..i’ve got a few songs dedicated to randoms…in a non creepy way lol..