So yesterday my kid and I had breakfast at a downtown diner, the one we always go to when we're going to get our hair cut (the barbers are right around the corner).
The waitress offers us the only window seat. Even though it's kind of a small table, we take it so we can watch the world go by. (We're right on Yonge Street, Toronto's main drag and supposedly the longest street in the world. )
As it happens, there's a massage parlour over the diner. From our seat, we can see the massage parlour's door.
It's a bit after eleven in the morning. Suddenly a woman comes up to the massage parlour. She's dressed OK, she's closer to middle-aged than young, and she's speaking very forcefully on her cellphone.
She tries to open the massage parlour door.
It's locked.
She starts to speak even more forcefully on her cellphone. She stands back and looks that the address. She comes over and starts whacking the number on the sign with her finger while speaking even more forcefully. She stands back.
She comes forward and starts pulling on the sign, which isn't screwed down all that well.
She pulls the sign forward a bit. I'm wondering how much I should worry about somebody vandalizing a massage parlour.
She reaches behind the sign and pulls out the keys. She unlocks the door and heads upstairs to start work at her new job.
My kid says, "You never need TV."