The Man.

So Sean and I are at the Apple Store in Soho, Sean has an appointment to try and get his iPhone fixed. We head over the area where those things happen, and wait to check in with the awesomely hot little Asian girl in the orange shirt.

There is a group of people in front of us. These people have not really formed a line, just a small group, each waiting for their turn, at least Sean and I were. As more people started to come up it was clear they were trying to go next, regardless of the people who were there first(Sean and I). One girl gets away with it, and then this punk kid who was probably the most important 14 year old at his high school steps in front of us. The girl in the Orange shirt is still helping the last girl who jumped in before us, and when she finishes this punk kid goes to speak up, but is cut off by this older guy standing next to him who pointed out that it was Sean and I's turn, and he needed to wait. We thanked this man, and I think even thanked the kid for waiting his damn turn, and we checked in.

After we discussed that the older guy was probably pretty cool, we assumed he was the punk kids father, and new his son was a punk kid. Come to find out that that is not true, we saw the punk kid with what turned out to be his punk father, and the older cool guy sitting down with his wife, probably waiting his turn. Earlier he was not teaching his son common decency, he was just being awesome. That's when we knew he was the man.