"I'm sorry, but I am very drunk right now."

My friend Chuck is a calm fellow. He's a old time meatpacker. He also hates hipsters.

One young hipster stumbled upon Chuck's garage opening Friday morning around 4:30 AM. "I'm sorry gentlemen, but I am very drunk, and need to find the B, D, J train," yelled the drunkard, "Why can't I find the subway!"

Chuck chuckled, clearly he's a morning person. "Two blocks up, one block left," he calmly told the yelling hipster.

"Thank you for your time," said the yelling hipster, before he walked into the parked truck.

Classic.