You're the talkative old fella who sat down next to me at the Tustin Kean Coffee and started a conversation by declaring, "You know the only people who don't bus their own tables? Liberals." After a brief headspin, I replied amiably, "Well, I don't see how that holds much water, since I tend to lean in that direction and am pretty good about cleaning up after myself." When your first statement didn't seem to have the desired effect on me, you simply soldiered on with an anti-Obama screed that only someone with a FOX-rich diet could regurgitate. Since you appear in about the 75-to-80-year-old age bracket, I tried engaging you on a few different matters just to determine if you weren't just senile or maybe insane, but it seemed as though you were still pretty current. You even had an iPhone on which you would periodically play speeches by leading right-wing players to whomever was in earshot. Turns out you own some brass technology company in town, and the only thing that matters to you apparently is the money the president is supposedly trying to take from you. It must be nice to approach life with such a streamlined set of concerns. So stuff it, Mr. Brass Technology man. I will be sure to not sit anywhere near you in the future, but thanks all the same for the crucial glimpse into the self-righteous mind of an industrialist.
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