You see that man, pacing on the phone in the rain as I casually sit down on the bench waiting to be sent home? Hes not my sugar daddy, hes just a man with a lot of money and a child who I talk to occasionally and meet up and we go get coffee from the place he made me lose my job from because he looks a lot like my ex--boyfriend. And now Im jobless, and Im boyfriendless and I have a record on me because I got into a street fight with him, my life is ruined and itshis fault, and he knows just how to casually ruin my life.  Foreword "And youre gonna stand right there, and youre not gonna move and you wont dare bat an eyelash at me or more so do a gesture in which suggestively says Im gonna run into your arms and take you back and Im not, you can be the man, the myth, the legend but not here, no no not on my block, not on my watch and if you think for a SECOND you can waltz into these cafe doors and smile, you have another thing coming!" "I.. just wanted coffee?" "Fuck your coffee." And thats how I got fired today.