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You know the MTA guys who sit in the litle booths all day?
There's a guy who's always there at my stop, there to provide help in a place where no one ever needs him, and I always wave at him, cause, poor guy. One time I asked him for his Metrocard origami, and it's still in my house, but this was months ago, like maybe last summer, and that's the only time I've ever talked to him.
Last night he saw me juggling my bike when I got home at 10. He ran out of his cubby and said "You have the best ass in the zip code."
His commentary continued in this vein while he grabbed my bike to carry it up. I figured, hey, if he wants to. I waited for him, and he motioned me ahead, saying "You go first so I can enjoy the view."
You see? The ass has the power to move mountains! (and bicycles, apparently)
There's a guy who's always there at my stop, there to provide help in a place where no one ever needs him, and I always wave at him, cause, poor guy. One time I asked him for his Metrocard origami, and it's still in my house, but this was months ago, like maybe last summer, and that's the only time I've ever talked to him.
Last night he saw me juggling my bike when I got home at 10. He ran out of his cubby and said "You have the best ass in the zip code."
His commentary continued in this vein while he grabbed my bike to carry it up. I figured, hey, if he wants to. I waited for him, and he motioned me ahead, saying "You go first so I can enjoy the view."
You see? The ass has the power to move mountains! (and bicycles, apparently)