Before I go into the "interesting" things I ran into this morning, I want to clarify that most of the time, I try to write objectively, from the standpoint of a passenger who would like to know more about how BART works or how other see the system. If I wrote that I've yet to see something happen, 99% of the time, that is followed by a statement indicating that it doesn't mean it hasn't happened. I don't write this to bash anyone, but if you take it that way, please know that 99% of the time, the entries are not meant to be accusatory. BART staff has a high profile job and it is inevitable that they will be subjected to the opinions of passengers in some way. We all recognized that there are stellar employees and as with any other profession, there are always some bad ones.
OK, the 3 very lovely things I witnessed today. Of course, I am being sarcastic about them being lovely.
1) Saw a woman in a short skirt sit directly on the train floors today with her bare legs lined against the ground. Not only was the carpet filthy, what was more inappropriate was her exposure. When she squatted to search for her book, her underwear was showing. When she sat "Indian-style", her underwear was showing. When she finally got up, her skirt was flipped up for 3 seconds, exposing her behinds, before she realized she needed to flip it down.
2) Saw another woman (or man, not sure) in thigh-high boots and extremely short and tight shorts that don't cover up the entire behind. She looked extremely masculine but that's not the point. She seemed to be struggling with the thigh-high boots (4 inch heels) and fell off the escalator as soon as she stepped on. She wasn't hurt but continued to struggle to walk with the boots.
3) Urine puddle in the car. Entire section smelled like very acidic pee. Called the TO to notify a cleaning crew and was told that previous passengers have already reported it.
8 comments:
I have something to top your 3- mother changing dierty diapers on the train. The smell penetrated the entire car.
i think who you saw falling off the escalator is a man. i think i've seen him before. looks like a man in every way but dresses as a woman.
Bart was full of sleazy men this evening. One man touched his groin while talking under his breath about my legs (I was wearing a skirt). He made no attempt to conceal his behavior. Then the lovely gentleman seated behind me and my female friend asked us if we were lesbians. Every day I have to deal with people like this. Older men staring at me during the whole ride. Yes, I am a woman. Get over it and grow up and treat me with respect. I am so tired of the sexual harassment. I know other women must go through the same thing.
anonymous #3- totally agree with you that especially in the p.m. trains, there are often shady characters who don't make it discrete to stare at skin, any skin. it's creepy sometimes. they don't do anything but you can feel the weight of the stares.
Some of the things we choose to get worked up over are less than rational. A piece of cloth was showing. Normally that piece of cloth is hidden beneath...a second piece of cloth. Oh, the humanity!
i'm just sharing my observations. if you don't think exposing your underwear and 75% of your buttocks on a train is inappropriate, that's fine.
Hey, I'm just sayin... ;)
Being a modern metropolitan male of standard biology, I might even admit to secretly enjoying when that sort of thing happens, but then I'd probably get lumped in with the perverts mentioned in the other comments, so I had better at least pretend to be shocked, shocked, I say! (Now, if we were talking about the Queen of Cellulite there on the floor, my fear and loathing might be genuine.)
Don't mind me. It's late on a Friday afternoon, though not quite late enough, and I'm feeling irreverent.
hehe. alright :)
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