I was walking down the street with my cousins on my dad’s side, to some place. I think we were just traveling to go somewhere. All of a sudden, Sid Mashburn comes strolling along next to me (trying to get past the big group walking in front of me — my cousins) and he comments on how the group is walking so slow, and he has to get back to the restaurant. I say, “Hey wait, you’re Sid Mashburn!” and he gives me a smile back. So I start talking to him about like the details of his store. We turn away from the street, and I ask him how much he started his store with — he says $30,000 (probably not true). Then I ask how much he sold it for and who he sold it to and he says $500,000 (probably not true either), and I sold it to the old couple. We go into some restaurant, apparently owned by him. He goes in the back and starts using the computer. I ask him what he’s doing now, and he goes “I’m looking for a job. I’ve already applied to Poo’s Union, on 81st and Union.” Then he has his kids come out to meet me, and says, “Make this man some food and deliver it to his house.” I say, “I can just bring it home from here!” and the kid goes, “No no, it’s okay. We got this.”

Kinda makes me want to start a menswear shop now.