Haven’t we all, at one time or another, felt this way on the way in to work in the morning? Or in this guy’s case, in the afternoon? (He apparently works at a bar along Market Street west of Van Ness.)
Several more pictures, all pretty hung-over, after the break.
The red-rimmed, bloodshot eyes... the annoyed 'I don't see you, don't talk to me' stare...
...extreme photosensitivity.
Uncontrollable bouts of yawning.
Sudden bouts of confusion and forgetfulness.
Heavy drinking can really age a guy, y'know?