We walked down the sidewalk huddled closely together, catching up after having not seen each other for a few months. The two men followed closely behind us, talking loudly, but we were too involved in our conversation to notice them.
At that we stopped and turned around. His eyes struggled to focus on us. “So… where is McTeague’s?” and he started pointing in multiple directions.
“Actually, it’s that way,” I pointed, the opposite of where he had been pointing. “On Polk Street.”
As he and his friend stumbled away, he shouted, “NOW THAT IS SOCIAL MEDIA!”
Yes, sir, it is.