Family Day at Red's Java

I'm a little concerned about this fella:

 Also, I'm getting really, really good at shooting without looking:



That's actually acceptable composition as shot from below my chest.  She knew to look at the camera and everything.  It's tough to tell exactly, though--she might be looking at my face.  Poor girl was hangin' out all by herself.  Bummer.  By the way, anybody up for a couple rounds of "Guess the Agency?"








Part of the hell I've been through is being forced to guess who's who, which I don't really spend a whole lot of thought on any more.  But many of these folks make comments insinuating that I have a job, which I don't, or that I want to retire, etc.  I've never met any of them.  I have no clear recollection of being hired for whatever job it is they're referring to.  Some times they make comments like, "You're goooo-oood." which I've heard at least twice over the past few days, once from the woman in the above video.  No--that's not right.  She said very loudly to the guy with her after he said he's hungry, "Oh, you're hungryyyy." in a kind of mocking, patronizing tone.  It's also  been hinted to me many times that the goal of all this manipulation is to make me figuratively hungry.  Sigh...Whatever makes ya feel better.  They act like we're buddies or  something, but I've never met or even seen any of them before.   I've kinda got it all sorted out.  The guys that had been harassing the shit out of me, which has, for the most part, stopped are F.B.I.  The ones who make these implications that I have a job are C.I.A.  I have a job?  Where are my fucking medical benefits, then?  I'm not interested in any job the goal of which is to completely destroy my mind and personal autonomy.  That simply will not happen.  I also know that the folks in the cafe where part of it.  Stop bothering me.  I officially resign.  I'll go where I want, when I want.  Of course, I do have a court date coming up.