I​ don't know about you, but people watching is one of my all time favorite hobbies to do.

It's relaxing, mysterious, and a fun way of using your imagination. You never know what's going on with peoples' brain, so you make assumptions of what kind of person they are.

O​ne of the all time best places to people watch? Times Square hands down.

I​t was a Sunday night, and I was tired of sitting in my apartment alone all day, so I decided to use my imagination and people watched at a table next to a bunch of stores.

T​imes Square is one of the few places I've ever been where the best term to describe the atmosphere is overwhelming. There's people EVERYWHERE.

W​hite, black, asian, rich, poor, smelly, hot, cold, stupid, children, bikers, dancers, performers, dogs, rats, etc.

Y​ou can people watch at anytime of day and any time of week in the middle of Times Square and I promise you will never be bored.

A​s I sipped my espresso and took a bite of my floppy slice of pizza from Joe's, I noticed a familiar face. It was my ex that cheated on me. Probably not the person I would like to see at this moment.

S​he realized who I was in an instant. She gradually started to walk closer to me, and by the look on her eyes I could tell she wanted to start a conversation.

H​er name was Tiffany. I told myself I never wanted to see her again, but with us both living in New York City, we were destined to run into each other at least once again right?

T​iffany went on and on about her new job at this fancy bank she works at. She says all she does every day is stare at money and hang out with rich people. She drives a brand-new Cadillac and has a million dollar condo overlooking Central Park.

F​inally cutting her off, I told her I had to go let my dog out back at my apartment (I don't have a damn dog) to get her to shut up about her life I didn't care about. She went in to give me a hug goodbye when I noticed something sticking out of her purse.

I​t was a large wad of cash hanging loose in her purse. I understand that money goes into a purse, but this seemed like a decent amount in such a small purse.

I​ never said anything about it. Didn't care to. I wanted her to get away from me as I enjoyed my scheduled routine of people watching.

L​ater that night I went back to my apartment to realize that I forgot to turn off my TV. Annoyed at my stupidity, I turned the channel to the local New York news and all I could see was that giant scary red BREAKING across the bottom of the screen. Something was going down.

M​y eyes and jaw were as wide open as they get. I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. The headline read "Local bank teller steals $5 million of assets from her employment at a bank" with Tiffany's face staring right at ya.

T​hat's what you get for being a two timing bitch huh.