Simon1961 sends in this report from Avenue A.
Signs of the East Village times: A generic hipster guy with bum fluff beard, $2 plaid shirt and $450 librarian-style glasses frames charging a 6 pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon and a bottle of supermarket wine to his credit card (!) and a woman one checkout over buying toilet paper yelling “You gonna fucking charge me sales tax? I’m from the Bronx; we don’t do no sales tax shit, t'fuck is this?”
I then walked out of the supermarket to hear someone say "Man, that hot tub was *amazing*!"
More overheard by guests:
B&H Pizza Bagel