This city has gone crazy.

I will tell you many reason why I haven't been to the taste of Chicago in like ten years. The main reason however is because all the crazies it seems to bring out. Normally these people stay where they belong on their side of town, or the street, block or suburb. Where ever it is they came from, but during the Taste of Chicago they call come out. The bestest part is that its starts at the end of June, so its hot. Naturally this means the sun has fried peoples brains into oblivion, as this is the only reason i can think of, giving people the benefit of the doubt (which they clearly don't deserve), as to why people would leave the house dressed the way they do. I'm not even talking about the parents who let their teenage daughters out of the house in shorts so short that their shirts are longer than their shorts.
Some of the people I work with are bad enough. I want to say, you might want to put your boobs away, this is a job you know, but then I probably wouldn't have one anymore. Some of the shit is ridiculous though, that paper thin material low cut in the front and cut funny in the back. Bra's all hanging out everywhere. My new favorite was the person that came into the store with and I'm not kiding a third of her ass hanging out the back of her shorts. So as a group of us is talking in shock about the said female, she turns around, and I think holy shit she's pregnant(you can tell because she was like 8 months pregnant) and her belly is all hanging out too.
There must be a shortage of mirrors in the world because it really can not be the case that these people knew what they were going out of the house looking like.