Aug 1, 2011

16 Observations–The penetrating ass digger and more…

THE PENETRATING ASS DIGGER

itchy bumHe stands waiting for the bus, his back to me I cannot see his face but what I see i wish i didn’t. He scratches his ass once, I though oooooh k….. then he scratches again this time longer, my face in a mask of this disgust as his itching gets deeper and deeper and more intensified. I thought,  ‘danggggg….you didn’t wash your nasty ass this morning or you would NOT be digging in there like you searching for the sacred dead sea scroll.’ eeeeeeewwwwwww.

The bus arrives and he holds onto the polls, I avoid them like the plague preferring to fall, he takes out chips and begins to eat. yuck.

 

RIDING TALL

SAM_2033They whizzed pass me at the streetcar stop and the opposite unfamiliar caught my attention. She appeared to riding low although she wasn’t but beside him one can see how that impression can be believed.  He strategically manoeuvre’s himself beside the light pole and props himself while he waits for the traffic light to change oblivious to the on lookers but knowing due to the unusualness of his ride that were a given.

 

 

DROOPING DRAWS/SAGGING PANTS

SAM_2036Fashion trends, not all should be a standard. Dropping drawings and sagging pants are hardly what I’d call attractive. Sometimes we are unmercilessly subjected to things we have no desire to see, be party to or be subject to. Case and point…..I have no desire to randomly see some man’s underwear.

 

THE ANGRY PASSENGER

Six feet two, dressed in a light blue and yellow sports t-shirt with jeans and sneakers the young man of African decent in his early 20s plunked his lanky frame down hard on the two-seater tossing the plastic shopping bag roughly in the corner seat. He spread his legs wide taking up part of the second seat preventing anyone from occupying the other seat.

He turned aggressively toward the plastic bag and snatched it up angrily, opened it and took out a Styrofoam container with food. He opens it and it overlaps into the space of the young Asian woman sitting parallel him. He makes no move to pull himself or the container back. She shrinks slightly back and remains silent. He takes out a fork and stabs viciously at the remaining food, he shovels in fork full then flings the fork down and took a piece of meat and bites into it with contempt. Disgusted he throws the other piece back, closes the container and shoves it back into the bag. He leans back, his hands on his head. He straightens, shifts from side to side breathing hard. He turns back to the bag, retrieves a drink, shakes it viciously but does not open it or drink from it instead he flings it back into the bag taking deep breaths. His anger was unmistakable and seems to grow throughout the train ride.

He again shifts himself this time changing positions with the bag. He shoves himself to the corner seat, leans his right side against the train car and cocks his left foot up on the seat the young Asian woman was sitting. His foot touches her slightly and she flinches slightly her discomfort unmistakeable in her facial expression but she keeps her eyes straight and moves her leg a little. The young man realizing he may have hit her moves his foot a little but does not move it completely nor did he apologize.

He folds his arms, he unfolds them, he turns slightly his face a mask of anger. He puts his hand on his head, then down in his lap, he look like he\s about to burst. I leave the train.

 

ENTREPRENEUR OR THIEF?

cansShe walks with a stoop; she appears to be in her late 60s early 70s. Back slightly hunched she pushes her shopping cart along the sidewalk stopping periodically to search the strategically positioned garbage’s for recyclable cans and bottles. She seems oblivious to others who may be watching her, her purpose uppermost in her mind as she works diligently through the garbage’s seeking her treasures. Satisfied she moves on. When a garbage can yield’s no loot she then digs into the recycle bin left for pick up by the recycling companies and takes the cans and bottles.

Questions….

Is she an enterprising entrepreneur when going through the garbage and retrieving the bottles and cans or is she a thief when she riffles through the recycle bin designated for pick up by the recycling companies?

Is she an entrepreneur on one hand and a thief on the other? Is it all fair game? does the distinction matter?

What are your thoughts?

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