shitkicker.

last night as megan and i were coming to the corner of sixth and burrard, on our way to buy tickets to Ocean's 13, we saw a man and woman walking a little dog in the direction of the fifth ave theatre. as we came to a stop at the corner, the little shit machine stopped and started to take a dump on the sidewalk. i had a feeling the guy - who looked a lot like larry david, wasn't about to clean-up after his mutt, and decided to see if he would. he leaned down, and then after it looked like he was going to pick it up, he stood backup and kicked it into the garden/dirt area next to the sidewalk. not only that he left a little nugget still on the sidewalk.
we were both stunned by the poop fake.
we turned the corner and took the spot right in front of the theatre and got out to get our tickets. as the guy came next to my car i walked up to him and said, "hey buddy. part of owning the dog is picking up the shit". "i did pick it up" he said. "no you didn't we just saw you kick it int the garden" to which he made a slight face and turned away to go buy his tickets. we did the same but at the outside kiosk.
after we finished up and were walking back to my car my cell phone rang. i didn't recognize the number but answered anyways. as i did the person calling hung up. right at that moment i looked towards my car to see the man, now refered to as the 'shitkicker', standing close to my car closing his cell phone and putting it in his pocket. why was the shitkicker calling me? to see if i was driving a company vehicle? to call Lawn Order HQ to try and get one of their employees in hot water? who knows. i do know i called him back and he didn't answer but i did leave him a message. and while not verbatim, it did go something like - "hello mr. shitkicker. did you call me? remember part of having a dog is picking up the shit. also, part of being a man is staying on the phone when you call someone not hanging up"
later on after our drinks at the topanga cafe we headed back to the theatre to see our movie and who should walk in but mr. shitkicker. i wanted to say hello, but megan asked me not to. so i didn't. but i thought just in case you'd like to say hello to him sometime i'd give you his number.
here ya go.
778.838.9625

rememeber to pick-up after your pooch.

g. xo