Our Trader Joes has a bunch of flannel-wearing, beanie hatted youngsters in their skinny jeans working there. I could almost smell the hemp from the parking lot.
Crybabies always seem to find something to cry about.
If they weren't working there you would be crying about all the flannel-wearing, beanie hatted youngsters not having jobs.
If you can't just enjoy a dark chocolate peanut butter cup then there is something very wrong with how you are living your life.