A young female, no older than 18. Typical rich Thai girl look with typical seventeen magazine look, perfect light creamy skin, long firm legs, short hot pants, equipped with cutesy looking headband hops into her brand spanking new red tag BMW Z4.
She backs out of her parking space, drives a few feet and stops next to an raggity street vendor selling meatballs on a stick. She orders 2, or 3 sticks, but the vendor overhears it as a different number. She gets pissy, and gives the vendor a good verbal lashing before she pays for her order. She drives off in a hurry.
A few seconds later, a well dressed older man in his mid 40s walks over and buys a couple sticks of meatballs. He sits down on the curb, and feeds one of the meatball sticks to an infested stray dog with scabs all over it. While saying a few encouraging words to the stray, and finishing off the remaining meatballs himself.
I just stood there obversing the whole series of events and soaked it in. So insignifcant, but yet it sums up so many of my experiences here in Bangkok.