So I'm working my second job at a children's boutique hanging out behind the counter and I hear... "Fuckin' asshole! Come on, (insert asshole's name here...)" Then I see the woman speaking turn around and watch the man fall. I watched, too. He was some kind of inibriated. I usually feel like helping people in need but felt this situation was different and that I should just let them pan it out. So he's half lying in the bushes and half lying on the street. After a half-minute struggle she helps him up and they walk off. Street corner happenings. This is what I get to watch as the day goes by...