Going somewhere in Westfield then realizing your walking the wrong way but you’re too scared that the Eastern Suburbs elite mums will judge you so you keep your head down and cop the extra 10 mins
Why every guy acting like a baller will drop like $300 on fruity vodka drinks for him and his girls then flinches when he sees the price for a pack of cigs?
You never forget the face the barista makes when they hand you your blended iced soy mocha w/ caramel ice cream and chocolate sauce during peak coffee hour