Early in the morning and waiting for the number 5 bus, but oh, what is that I see out of the corner of my eye? Could this be true? Am I seeing things?
Mildly disgusted, I couldn’t turn away. It was just too weird not to watch (out of the corner of my eye that is).
A middle-aged rotund Asian man had lifted up his tee-shirt, exposing his potbelly, and was rubbing a clear jelly-like substance all over his belly, in public, at a bus stop. The jelly? I have no idea what it was, but he was squeezing (a lot of it) out of some nondescript tube.
When the bus did finally come, he ceased the jelly-belly action, pulled down his shirt, and got on the bus. Oh San Francisco, you are so wonderfully bizarre.
This city makes me smile every day.