2008-12-04 Columns

December 04, 2008 So I run into this crazy moke (I mean actually, physically run into him) on my way out the grocery store. OK, fine—my bad. I apologize and the dude takes a completely out of nowhere swing at my grocery bag which goes tumbling to the pavement spilling all my stuff, breaking some bottles, etc. I just kind of stand there dumbfounded for a second and he walks away without a word. But this isn't even for that chump; I've been here long enough to know and even sort of accept his type. No, this is for all the other people who just stood by and didn't say anything, didn't offer to help, not even a "that sucked, man!" Seriously Maui? Next time I hear someone talking about the aloha spirit, I think that'll be the last straw that has me on Travelocity looking for one-way tickets to anywhere but here.

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