I am watching you, Little Miss Iced Tea and "Red Tent."

Yeah, that's right. You.
You think you're the greatest because you are reading feminist literature and drinking tea, probably herbal tea. You've probably got a sea sponge in a place in which God, or The Goddess as you probably like to say, did not intend sea sponges to be placed. But you, my friend, have made a grave error.
You're sitting at the table I wanted. The one by the window, with the outlet right next to it. You calmly disregard the fact that other people, ones with laptops, are more in need of that table than you are. Well, know that your hours at that table are numbered, Little Miss Iced Tea And "Red Tent."
For I am watching you.