Aaaah, public transportation, how I envy you. I envy your Christmas tree shaped deodorant, I envy your driver’s ability to spit 4 different shades of saliva and his vast knowledge on the Universe and China’s economy, I envy your disassembled uncomfortable torture chairs. But most of all, I envy your bus stops.
What is it about bus stops that make me renounce my faith in humanity forever?
How many people have had a disturbing creep attached to them, while waiting for the bus? Raise your hand. Maybe you have cars, well too bad for you, because you are missing on all the fun.
It’s a party out there, freezing ass near the bus stop, a blizzard raping your face, a crow flying above you, waiting for your body to collapse from the cold. And just when you thought things can’t get any worse, the creep enters the picture. There are all sorts of creeps out there, but my favorite ones are the “what’s your time pretty ladyyyy-iiieeee?”
“What’s your time creeps” are always on the move for normal humans, who are dumb enough, to tell them what the time is. When you do, brace yourself. Giving someone the time is a normal human helpfulness according to you, but for the creep, it opens a whole new door of possibilities. It gives him opportunities for stalking, sharing his life story with you, even trying to give you a handmade giraffe made of recycled paper, while you run the fuck away for your life.
Whoever said “be nice to thy neighbor” obviously never met the “what’s your time creep”.
Fashiony part: There are a lot more creeps to share about, but I’m not getting into that, don’t want to bore you with another long post. Plus, I’m every excited to share with you, another nowistyle outfit.
I’ve discovered, I have an issue with stairs. Whenever I see cold, dirty stairs I wanna lay my butt on them, because I think they look grunge. Do they? I really can’t say…
Gray top- nowistyle, leather shorts- random store, booties- Steel, hat- H&M, leather bag-second hand