Saturday, July 24, 2004

Shitting in Public, Part II

I saw him again the other day. He was standing on the other side of the subway platform. I kind of stared him down for a moment and I'm pretty sure he recognized me.

He was dressed much better today: mid-priced jeans; a fancier T-shirt; shoes, not sneakers. Which means that he is definitely not homeless. Which means he absolutely had no excuse for doing what he did.

I had also just seen, on my walk to the subway, his little gift to the sidewalk. It was still there. So when I saw him, the memory of what he had done days before was still fresh in my head.

Excuse me while I vomit.


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