I made my way into Center City Philadelphia two days ago to look for some new sneakers. After trying on numerous sneakers in two different stores, it became apparent that I was more likely to open a shoe box and find Natalie Holloway before I found a pair that I liked and that fit. I eventually ended up at Modell's. The store is on two levels. Rather than waste time, I spotted a security guard with her back turned towards me. I approached to within speaking distance and asked "Can you tell me where the shoes are at." The security vixen hastily turned around, revealing herself to be a poorly disguised Puerto Rican gentleman. He/She then responded "Where is who?!" I restated my question and the dude replied "Oh I thought you was askin' where "She" at." The shoes is upstairs." I thanked him then made my way onto the escalator. At which point, Tranny Ramirez yelled up to me, "And that's why you don't speak to people when they backs is turned to you!" Awesome. Receiving manners instruction from a horrid tranny. Cross off number 12 on the bucket list.