SCENE: A park in Northwest Washington, DC. It’s a Saturday afternoon of a holiday weekend, unseasonably warm. Be-masked children frolic, wobbling on new christmas bikes and hitting balls with their new squash racket. BABBO is next to a garbage can, tossing garbage. TWO LADIES clad in athleisure and interesting coats observe.
BABBO: (jogs back to ME) I feel very uncomfortable right now.
THE LADIES stare.
BABBO: I have never felt quite so…observed.
ME: Yeah, I’m getting some pretty strong ‘hope you the nanny’ vibes from them.