When the weather gets warm in New York City people get cranky.
Receptionists are cranky because its nice out.
Couriers are cranky because its slow, because its nice out.
Hipsters are always cranky.
Shit even John Prolly is cranky (read all about it here).
Poor guy just cant get a break. But as I have told Dwain many times... Life is hard.
In other news Eva is in New Jersey and could not for the life of her pick up her phone so I could tell her about something that only she would be able appreciate.