This is Vernon. Or at least thats what his Staples name badge read.
Vernon was kicking back at Love Park, when quite suddenly a bunch of cyclists, tv cameras, photographers, and local somebodys invaded the corner of the park he was kicking back at.
People were running around taking pictures and doing the rah rah thing and going back and forth and stepping over his feet and standing right in front of him. And then Ina spoke and Freddie talked, and kittens giggled, and a band played.
Vernon looked pretty irritated by it all. Curious, but irritated. Who were these people that just came in all loud and colorful and messing up a proper Staples lunch break?
And then, just as suddenly as they arrived, the cacophony of cyclists and the media left. All was quiet. And Vernon was still there.
I can totally relate to Vernon.