One day, I was on my way to work which requires me to take the subway. I had no books to read, no games to play, and no videos to watch. Basically, what I’m saying is that I can either look at the posters I’ve seen a million times already, or I could do a bit of people watching.
Now, I find more often than not, my “people watching” can turn into a bad case of staring. It’s rude, but I only realize I’m doing it when it’s too late. On this day that was exactly the case.
A man got on and sat across from me, so I started looking at what he was wearing. Sweat pants, running shoes, a hoodie, as well as greasy, messy hair to complete the look. Then as I look away, I notice he has a hole in the crotch of his pants. I think to myself, “oh, he should throw those out.” Then I realized I was staring.
In my defense, it wasn’t long. A few seconds at most. I did feel bad about it, but I also felt bad that I was staring at such a private area (despite the fact that he displayed it with such wide open legs that he was preventing anyone from sitting next to him).
I look up, and we made eye contact. It wasn’t good. I was caught. I tried to act natural. Then I noticed he was making some movement. I glance back, and he was…let’s say…having a “special moment” with himself.
I guess he took my look of disgust as a saucy look of intrigue and he wasn’t ashamed to make me more uncomfortable about it. I start looking around at the other people on the sub and they were all absorbed in their own thing as this pervert’s glance penetrates my personal hot air balloon of a bubble.
I think to myself, “okay, just get off at the next stop, and hop on the next train.” Then I realize that it would make me late for work. Luckily I was almost there, so as I avoided all eye contact with his person, and thought about happy things like cotton candy and the noise a book makes when you flip a page, I passed away those few brief minutes and left the sub as emotionally unscathed as possible.
What is the moral to this story? If people are having a weird public transit off, I always win…so…it’s sort of worth it I guess…
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