The Umbrella Army
It has been said that this is the rainest March that San Francisco has had in a while. I don't know if thats accurate, but its one of those things that feels true. All this rain has brought out the often seen but less talked about Umbrella Army. You know what I'm talking about. The infantry are the people who bob and weave through foot traffic in the sidewalks of the Financial District, poking out the eyes of unsuspecting victims who are too distracted by their important cell phone conversations. The cavalry are those who have chosen to purchase an industrial sized umbrella for one person. This is the SUV of umbrellas. It could protect 5 people and not even encroach on anyone's personal space. We see these proud soldiers walking the streets alone, clearing sidewalks in their wake.
My solution to this problem: stealing umbrella space. Seriously. I'm going to mooch off those big umbrellas for a little shelter...we'll see how the calvery handle it.
My solution to this problem: stealing umbrella space. Seriously. I'm going to mooch off those big umbrellas for a little shelter...we'll see how the calvery handle it.


