My husband and I went to an AWESOME concert tonight with a bunch of indie bands. However, on the way we ran into a real weirdo.
We take public transit and after getting off the train, we had to catch a bus the rest of the way. I knew it was coming soon so I looked up to look down the road. I was clearly leaning forward looking around everyone and not at anyone. However, one guy I could see in my peripheral vision looked over at me like I was looking at him and clearly thought I was checking him out. At this point, I knew nothing more about him than that he was wearing his red knit hat really weird so it pointed up on his head. He looked me over and dropped this gem:
"OH, NAW, NAW, YOU AIN'T THAT SEXY!"
Well, he wasn't exactly hot stuff himself. He wasn't the type I'd be checking out even if I was single.
I slipped my arm into my husband's (who happens to think I'm pretty hot) and went back to looking for the bus, making it even more clear than ever that I wasn't looking at him. I could still see him keep looking over at me, though.
The bus arrives and this same idiot barges BETWEEN me and my husband. Oh, hell no. I stepped around him and grabbed my husband's arm again. No way he's separating us! Especially after his little outburst.
Undaunted, he just proceeds to cut in front of the guy ahead of us, who was already climbing the step into the bus. Sir Douche here is really racking up the points. Everybody just lets it go and we board peacefully.
Everything is fine until he suddenly halfway through the ride decides he's not happy in his seat and stands. I could see he spotted us. I subtly let my husband know and he's watching the guy like a hawk while I look "out" the window. In reality, the reflection in the window let me keep a pretty good eye on him. He kept staring at the two of us.
I'm wondering if he was drunk or high or something. After the point where he stood up, he was constantly talking to himself and he pulled he cord twice for stops he didn't get off at. I wasn't really scared until he got off the same stop as us right behind us. Thankfully, he went the other direction down the street.
We take public transit and after getting off the train, we had to catch a bus the rest of the way. I knew it was coming soon so I looked up to look down the road. I was clearly leaning forward looking around everyone and not at anyone. However, one guy I could see in my peripheral vision looked over at me like I was looking at him and clearly thought I was checking him out. At this point, I knew nothing more about him than that he was wearing his red knit hat really weird so it pointed up on his head. He looked me over and dropped this gem:
"OH, NAW, NAW, YOU AIN'T THAT SEXY!"
Well, he wasn't exactly hot stuff himself. He wasn't the type I'd be checking out even if I was single.
I slipped my arm into my husband's (who happens to think I'm pretty hot) and went back to looking for the bus, making it even more clear than ever that I wasn't looking at him. I could still see him keep looking over at me, though.
The bus arrives and this same idiot barges BETWEEN me and my husband. Oh, hell no. I stepped around him and grabbed my husband's arm again. No way he's separating us! Especially after his little outburst.
Undaunted, he just proceeds to cut in front of the guy ahead of us, who was already climbing the step into the bus. Sir Douche here is really racking up the points. Everybody just lets it go and we board peacefully.
Everything is fine until he suddenly halfway through the ride decides he's not happy in his seat and stands. I could see he spotted us. I subtly let my husband know and he's watching the guy like a hawk while I look "out" the window. In reality, the reflection in the window let me keep a pretty good eye on him. He kept staring at the two of us.
I'm wondering if he was drunk or high or something. After the point where he stood up, he was constantly talking to himself and he pulled he cord twice for stops he didn't get off at. I wasn't really scared until he got off the same stop as us right behind us. Thankfully, he went the other direction down the street.
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