Out for lunch, I saw a kid standing waiting for the bus. He was wearing a tuxedo, complete with black tie. OK, so, maybe he needed it for work or something? Except he was also wearing an ankle-length camel coat. Over a tux jacket and shirt, on a day when the heat index is supposed to be over 100F.
I was rather tempted to call 911 right then and there, because he’s either going to keel over at any moment or he’s a vampire or something. He wasn’t sweating, which is a bad sign.