Ryan and i did some mostly-window shopping yesterday between errands and we went into "The Banana" on Broughton street...all this time and i've never gone in. of course, i'm not a skinny gay man, so there you go. anyhoo, i was hung over and freaking out about the overwhelming task of packing, and we were running errands which included picking up toilet paper, paper towels and packing tape which i was carrying in a plastic bag as we browsed. i had forgotten to change out of my house shoes (aka: slippers) before heading out. so i might not have looked my very best. the headset wearing sweater nazis followed me around the store, "Can i help you?" "Is there something you need?" "Are you lost?"