"That guy".

This seems to be about the prototypical person sitting across from you in an airport terminal. At this snapping, he was about to engage a cute little girl into waving at him. I don't think she gave in to the obvious temptation. Why wouldn't she? He's got black shoes, white socks, nice jeans, a gold-ish medallion on his shirt and a shiny bald head. Plus, he talked loudly on the phone to his sister (from what I couldn't block out with headphones) for at least 30 min. I may no more about him than most girls I date (which may or may not be saying much, ahem). You know, that guy.