Morning eyeful of crazy-guy ass
The following “diary” was first submitted as a comment to a previous post. We felt it was diary-ish enough to deserve its own post. Eds.
it’s not poop-flinging, but….this morning (tuesday, jan 27) as i was walking towards 16th st bart for my 6:44 train to east bay, a young guy walks past me on the steps down…he’s wearing a gray hoodie and grey sweatpants…pants that are riding in back *below* his ass. so yeah, i get an unwelcome early morning eyeful of crazy guy ass. anyway, he strolls up to the booth and launches into a story about how the other day he was riding bart and had lost a bart police uniform that he made for himself. he’s telling this story as two bart cops are on the other side of the booth. not sure of the outcome, as i had to catch my train.
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that was me. thanks for turning it into its own post. i’m still a bit baffled as to a) whether the knew that his butt was exposed and b) if he cared. note to readers…the choice for the accompanying picture wasn’t mine. :)
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