only in Beverly Hills

i've been at my new job for just over a month now and i must say that being in Beverly Hills every day is nothing at all how Brenda Walsh and Kelly Taylor made it out to be. i don't get to hang out at the Peach Pit with Dylan and David after school every day. hell, i've never even been to the Peach Pit After Dark.

how ever i have been compiling a list of observations that i feel the need to share with you.

1. you can use a credit card to put time on a parking meter.
2. on any given day, at any given time you can see tween girls walking around in dresses that were clearly meant to be worn to their 8th grade graduation dance, but also served as their "let's go shopping for the day" dress, as well.
3. bike cops cruise on BMW's
4. Santa Monica Boulevard between Crescent and Roxbury is a wind tunnel no matter what the temperature is
5. "pedestrians have the right of way" does not apply, especially if there is a walk signal
6. you can't walk down Rodeo without some idiot from Omaha asking you to take their picture in front of a street sign
7. people actually wait in line at Sprinkles for a fucking cupcake (go down the street to Crumbs, they're better)

so in the words of Rivers Cuomo, the truth is, i don't stand a chance. it's something that you're born into. and i just don't belong.