I stopped into Dunkin' Donuts this morning to get my milk and croissant. When I was walking out of the door, this super "classy" woman had just pulled into the parking lot. How classy was she, you ask. WOW. She was the kind of classy that lets you know she was a hella lot more important than you or I could ever hope to be. Allow me to demonstrate.
Obviously-Important-Lady-at-Dunkin'-Donuts' How to be Classy List:
- Drive a pretty, brand-spanking-new, black Lexus (This is just jealousy on my part because I will never be able to afford a car that costs that much.)
- Parallel park said Lexus across three (!!!) perpendicular parking spots
- Wear a Michael Vick jersey
You're awesome, lady.
(*EDIT* I think I'm still sleeping. The number of typos in this post keeps multiplying.)