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another red line story...
so i'm at the jackson stop after work today, heading back to chinatown to get my car. get in the el, not too crowded, i'm standing, but at least i'm not spooning anyone. anyway...this guy is standing across from me. think...greasier crispin glover with bad, dirty clothes and an uneven goatee....so anyway, i feel him staring at me, so i take a look to see what his deal is. he's got a december issue of playboy wide open and he's leering at me...and i should have just looked away with a blank stare but i immediately gave my usual look of disgust (which some of you should be fairly familiar with) and let out a somewhat audible "fucking creep" which i think only turned him on even more because he smiled. ugh.
so i'm at the jackson stop after work today, heading back to chinatown to get my car. get in the el, not too crowded, i'm standing, but at least i'm not spooning anyone. anyway...this guy is standing across from me. think...greasier crispin glover with bad, dirty clothes and an uneven goatee....so anyway, i feel him staring at me, so i take a look to see what his deal is. he's got a december issue of playboy wide open and he's leering at me...and i should have just looked away with a blank stare but i immediately gave my usual look of disgust (which some of you should be fairly familiar with) and let out a somewhat audible "fucking creep" which i think only turned him on even more because he smiled. ugh.