Thursday, October 28, 2004

Not That There Is Anything Wrong With That

Yesterday on the way home from work, I hopped on the E as usual and try to grab a seat on the train when possible. So after about 2 stops, a seat opens up and I go to sit down. However, the person next to me had their little fancy-schmansy bag resting on the seat. So I just said "screw it" and plopped my big butt down so that I can read my paper and enjoy the ride. I gave him a few seconds to move it but he chose not to, so what else is a guy suppose to do. Well anyway, the person who the bag belongs to turns to me and gives a "Hummph..." and a roll of the eyes. He was dressed in his all black Versace outfit looking very metro-sexualish. He was seating at the end of the bench on the train – so he then proceeds to cross his legs and cram himself far away from me as he could and as close to the bench railing as possible. The nerve of him, acting as if I got a bad case of cooties or something. To make matters worse for him, I then had to sneeze and this made him scoot down even further but being at the end – he just had no more room to go. It looked as if he only had one butt cheek on the seat and the other one in the air. This just had me cracking up on the inside and telling myself this serves him right. By now, I just had to turn to see just who this dude is, and immediately I notice he is one of those Queer Eye For The Straight Guy wannabe kinda guy. He was definitely very feminine and gay - "not that there is anything wrong with that"….From there I just chuckled and ignored the guy and continue to read my paper. But the story continues my friends. For those of you who have ridden the subway, you know that it can be very bumpy with a lot of turns. And at every turn that would force his body towards my direction, you could tell that he had to put extra force on himself to lean the opposite way so that he would not touch me and get my "cooties". Eventually I had to get off and transfer to another train for the rest of the ride home. As I was waiting for the R, it made me start to think – was he acting like that because he was a snob or was it because he was gay – once again, "not that there is anything wrong with that". And before all you cynics out there reading this start to say, "Well Bob, it’s neither and maybe its just you", well let me just say ha ha ha…funny….I would like to think that it was just him being all snooty and well okay – I admit maybe because I do have a small case of the cooties – but just a little though.

As for tonight – I am back out on the red carpet of NYC. Two of my roomies and I are going to a free sneak preview screening of "Saw". It is a new horror flick from the makers of Seven and is being billed as the scariest movie since The Ring.

"The terror has started immediately, and won’t relent until the final frame. No, make that the five minutes after the final frame." – Phil Villarreal, ARIZONA DAILY STAR

This review gave me mix feelings – excited because it sounds so good and scary. Skeptical because, just who the heck is Phil Villarreal anyway? But anywho, I am sure the movie will have a few scary scenes and hopefully I won’t jump onto either one of my roommate’s laps – as was the case in the past. Oops…did I say that out loud. So tune in tomorrow to find out how it was. Have a good one.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear Cootie King, Your butt was big and it smashed my packages! Your nose was running and you were spreading GERMS all over the place with your sneezing. When will people like you stay at home and not try to infect everyone else.
P.S. I would be glad to give you some tips on how to dress... are you from Texas or what? Mike the "Metro-sexual.

October 29, 2004 at 8:30 PM  

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